This morning when I was sleeping, I told you once—bearish, even able to short aggressively. I even emphasized the difference between "认为" (believe) and "觉得" (feel) that your elementary school Chinese teacher didn't teach you, and you still didn't understand.

In the afternoon when I woke up, I told you again—no long positions, not at the right entry point. Yesterday's low will definitely be broken, and I even used declarative statements to tell you, yet you still didn't get it.

The dealer wielding the sickle, the streamer unsure if they can break the level, America with its trigger-happy artillery, the Fed constantly releasing messages, you with your gambling addiction, your younger brother still naive, a broken family—who can pull you back?