Autumn is here, my favorite season.The heat and depression are gone away with the silent sound of cicadas, and all life is under the warm wind and clouds, showing a full and spiritual side, which corresponds to the special harvest of this season.It's been a few days since I came back from Xi'an, and the nearby school has been open for more than a month, but I found that the sales that should have risen sharply with the return of these little gluttonous cats have not only not risen, but have dropped a lot.Although the non-stop sales are not of practical significance to my financial situation, I have been running it for almost a year, and I have taken it seriously as a business, and I am used to the scene of people coming and going in the store.The sudden desertion, I'm not used to it.I thought about it, and sent the fat and thin men out of the house, asking them to walk around the non-stop neighborhood.In the evening, the two of them came back and brought back the news, which really met my guess.Just across the street from the non-stop, a new shop has opened, which also sells sweets.According to the confessions of the fat man and the thin man, this shop does not have the capital to compete with my store for business, because compared to the desserts that are constantly dazzling and full of color and taste, the products sold in this store are really single and low-end, where they are only sold, all kinds of colors and flavors.Inserted in the glass case, like a cloud that occasionally stays, it uses different colors to express different moods.The little gluttonous cats who had been lingering seemed to have put all their minds on these soft and easy things, and its temptation to them overcame their love for the various desserts they loved in the past, that is, in a very short time.My gut tells me it's abnormal.Since I accompanied Jiu Ju Na on a trip, to be precise, on the plane back, I accidentally intercepted the line of sight that peeked at me but found nothing, and I had a slight displeasure in my heart, or uneasiness, or something hidden in the shadows, something unknown, quietly infiltrating my life in an unfriendly manner, but I couldn't catch it for the time being.It is said that a woman's intuition is sharp and precise, not to mention that I am not only a woman, but also a banshee.The name of that shop, as weird as mine's non-stop, was Twilight.I heard that the boss of "Twilight" is also a woman.I think it's a good habit to be close to your neighbors, and even so-called competitors should be polite to visit.Twilight wasn't far away, but just across the street.But I think I'm going to cross more than just a street.The wind was blowing outside, there was no sunlight today, the temperature dropped sharply, and the fat and thin men were busy rummaging through boxes and cabinets looking for thick clothes, and the room was in a mess.I wasn't in the mood to roar at those two woes today, so I just stood in front of the window with a teacup, and from the heat that gradually dissipated from the teacup, I looked at the yard in a daze, and countless golden leaves fell all over the garden.The gaze that has always made me linger seems to be refracted from every fallen leaf t1706231537: