Tonight I’m drinking tea and just zoning out.


Suddenly I realize that no matter how much money I make in the market, it definitely isn’t because I’m deeply skilled in K-line charts and order book analysis.
It’s simply that, at that very moment, the market sentiment was there.
When the capital-harvesting machine started running, I was trapped in a Shura arena—unable to move.
I didn’t want to run, but I also couldn’t bear to leave.
In the end, I was consumed by the chains and cage I’d built for myself.
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