A storyteller came to the teahouse.
This storyteller can be regarded as a strange person. Although she does not make money from storytelling, she comes to the teahouse every day, rain or shine.
What's even stranger is that she tells the same story every day, a story with no ending.
Day after day, year after year, tirelessly.
There were many people coming and going in the teahouse, many of whom asked about the ending of the story, but she always responded with a slight smile, but said nothing.
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