The City with No Name 3

For example, a few store owners who also run a dessert store in that alley are angry about it. That suspicious outsider not only took away our business, but now he wants to take away the city's name as well? How dare you? With such anger, the shopkeepers united and let many unconfirmed statements spread with the aroma of their own desserts, which were intertwined and spread more and more, more and more mysteriously, crowding all corners of the town, and even a stray dog could dig several out of the garbage: Before he came to our town, he was an amateur dessert maker! Not a professional at all, and just fooled us not to see the world. His desserts are not as good as he claims. There are many dessert chefs in other cities who are better than him! If it weren't for the kindness of the people in our town, he wouldn't have made it! Hey, he still wants to teach others how to make desserts, but he's not even good enough to teach others! What a bunch of crap those recipes are! Because his dessert recipe is originally copied from others, so many varieties of patterns, he could not come up with! Also, how can someone be in such a good mood all the time, smiling every day, must be pretending to cheat! Yes, yes, he is a liar! A self-righteous, disgusting, hypocritical liar! These voices were originally just people's private whispered discussions, but the convergence became very loud, even against the original lively in the dessert alley, noisy as hell. First, the residents of the small town could not stand the noise and stopped visiting the dessert store, and then, those foreigners who came to taste the dessert on purpose also felt uncomfortable, and the queue outside the store gradually decreased. Finally, a scandal about a dead mouse in the back kitchen dealt a fatal blow to the store. The previous many years of a bustling business became a bust overnight, and even if it took some time before the investigator in charge said perfunctorily that the scandal was just a misunderstanding and didn't really happen, it was impossible to restore what had been destroyed, whether it was the window that had been smashed by teenage punks throwing rocks or the beautiful name that belonged to the store. The dessert chef stood in the garden, silently cleaning the debris on the ground, looking at the garden plants have been the same as their own aging withered, can not help but remember that many years ago, when he first opened this dessert store, the garden had lush flowers and plants around the chic new tables and chairs, empty seats as if waiting for customers to hurry to come. Now, they will never come back. The dessert chef with white hair sighed. Meanwhile, in another part of town, a group of dessert store owners were celebrating, raising their glasses high in a toast to this great victory: Finally, that nasty outsider is down, and we will never be cheated by this hypocritical bastard again! They drank and laughed and got drunk, but until the last one was drunk, no one was stupid enough to say the true words: Now it's time for us to enjoy the glory and benefits! Then one dawn morning, before the whole town was fully awake, a traveler reloaded his bag and walked away alone from the entrance of the quiet alley. Just as he had come. This incident did not stir up any waves in the small town, anyway, there are many dessert stores in town, and there is no shortage of this one has become notorious. But, really no impact? The first to notice the change is the foreigners who came to try every dessert store in the alley, they frowned and shook their heads: the taste of desserts here is not much better than our city, it is not worth coming so far to eat it. And then there are the newly grown children in the city, they do not have the unique memory of the sweet, once they grow up and leave home, in other places to taste more exquisite and delicious desserts, they can no longer recall the memory of the banal and boring home, and no longer want to come back. Finally, the old residents who have always lived in the city, they will put down the dessert that they no longer want to eat when they lament: the original store's dessert ...... is still the best. Over time, the number of people going to the dessert alley is decreasing, the whole alley is increasingly cold, opened in the dessert store there fell one after another, who did not make money, but rather a clean loss. It has become a city without dessert stores again, as for the original attached to the dessert above the false name, also like the clouds in the air, the wind blows a little to scatter. The makers of the map gave up marking its name on the map, after all, this small town is too ordinary, there are no features worth remembering, out of the city a few miles, no one can remember its existence. But anyone with some interest and skills have gone out and never returned, leaving only those too ordinary and unexciting old residents, numbly guarding the city, living a life of poverty and boredom. Everything has finally returned to its original form. The traveler is still a traveler, although I do not know where he has now wandered. And this small town, is still that gradually forgotten by the outside world, no name of the city.