The first time he saw him was in his noodle shop. He has fair skin, wears a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, a white shirt and black trousers. Smiling and asking him "Hello, what do you need?"
The first time he noticed him was at the car repair shop. He looked at the bicycle he pushed over, his eyes filled with distress. Yes, that's right, he's feeling sorry for the bike.
He said, "I learned to ride a bicycle so that I could take my aunt for a ride."
He said, "How about I take off the rear wheels, modify them, and use them as a stroller for your aunt?"
Intention: Comment whatever you want, I won't listen anyway.