"I heard that every antique here has its own story?" A young man opened the door of my store. "So you're here to listen to a story?" I squinted at the young man in front of me with a smile, without any intention of driving him away.
"Yes, I want to hear your story. I pay attention to all the rumors about you!" The young man looked at me with interest. What about me? I also saw my reflection in his eyes.
"Then you have to listen carefully. I don't know if I can remember everything."
Intention: recall the past and look forward to the future.