There are many passers-by in this world, and old things hide our crazy souls.
My name is Shen Ci, I keep an unknown shop and have lived in the world of mortals for thousands of years.
It doesn't save people, it doesn't interpret dreams, it doesn't correct cause and effect.
Just listen to those obsessions forgotten by time,
Only accept those old things that no one can wait for anymore.
An umbrella, a lamp, a hairpin, a letter...
Every old thing hides a past that cannot be loved and longed for without success.
All the regrets in the world are here, quietly turning into dust.
I am a guest in this world, listening to everything in this world.
