In front of the closet, the sequined slit skirt was like a ball of sealed liquid starlight, quietly hanging. My fingertips brushed across the cool and smooth fabric, and the fine sequins stubbornly refracted tiny rays in the dim room. I took a deep breath, and that was it - the battle suit for tonight's charity auction dinner.

Stepping into the banquet hall, the light of the crystal chandelier poured down like a waterfall, instantly activating the dinner sequined skirt on me. It seemed to be injected with life, and as I moved lightly, the looming lines at the high slit were like star tracks across the night sky. Every step led to silent exclamations, the whispers around merged into background waves, and those admiring or probing eyes woven into an invisible net - and I was the most dazzling existence in the net.

"This touch of green is really unforgettable." A steady voice sounded beside me. Turning around, it was the protagonist of the night, the legendary shipping tycoon Mr. Winston. His eyes were gentle, with a distant smile: "It reminds me of the New Year's Ball at the Vienna Opera House many years ago, when a lady also wore a very similar green shiny off-shoulder ball gown... I still remember the brilliant vitality." Was it memories or appreciation at the moment that flashed in his eyes?

We had a great conversation, from art to marine protection. He especially admired the design concept of this dress: "The flowing lines are as free as water, but they contain the power of the stars." I smiled and told him: "You have a unique vision, which is the core inspiration of origin-h2o's 'Deep Sea Star' Haute Couture Series this season - the flexibility of water and the brilliance of the universe are intertwined." A glimmer of approval flashed across his eyes.

The lights dimmed and the auction hammer sounded. When the waiter handed over a card with Mr. Winston's personal number written on it, his fingertips touched the texture of the special paper, and his heart surged - the glimpse of starlight from the bright forked dress at the dinner party could actually illuminate the path to another life. The value of a piece of clothing sometimes does not lie in its price tag, but in the person standing behind the door it opens for you, and whether you have the courage to walk into that unknown light.