Observe Ears

The new book "The Master Who Inherited Me" has been uploaded, happy! "I like stories, so I want to listen to them, not create them. I am too boring, and others will find me boring as long as they see me." Observation means eyes; ears means listening. In the long river of time, we are all dust. It is better to listen to other people's stories and enjoy other people's joys and sorrows together. PS: This is a short story that the author racked his brains to write. There are joys and sorrows, and everyone is the protagonist, because the author is a mother, so I am fascinated by the smile:)