I have surrendered and already held all my gold and silver positions. It's all thanks to my nauseating jealousy and humble self-esteem. I see gold and silver rising every day, reaching new highs every day. But every day I hit a new low, I just throw away my helmet and armor. Every second I see the golden and silver candlestick, I sweat profusely, feel cold all over, and my depression instantly strikes. Life seems to have lost its color, like a Saiyan who has been caught by the tail, a person with the ability to carry a sea tower stone, a human pillar that pulls away the tail beast, like an Ultraman who has lost its light. But there is an ancient Chinese saying that goes, 'Those who know the times are heroes, and it's not too late for a prodigal to turn back.' My family is sorry, I have become a traitor, and I can't hold on in cryptocurrency anymore. I have surrendered and already held all my gold and silver positions. It's all thanks to my nauseating jealousy and humble self-esteem. I see gold and silver rising every day, reaching new highs every day. But every day I hit a new low, I just throw away my helmet and armor. Every second I see the golden and silver candlestick, I sweat profusely, feel cold all over, and my depression instantly strikes. Life seems to have lost its color, like a Saiyan who has been caught by the tail, a person with the ability to carry a sea tower stone, a human pillar that pulls away the tail beast, like an Ultraman who has lost its light. But there is an ancient Chinese saying that goes, 'Those who know the times are heroes, and it's not too late for a prodigal to turn back.' My family is sorry, I have become a traitor, and I can't hold on in cryptocurrency anymore. I have surrendered and already held all my gold and silver positions. It's all thanks to my nauseating jealousy and humble self-esteem. I see gold and silver rising every day, reaching new highs every day. But every day I hit a new low, I just throw away my helmet and armor. Every second I see the golden and silver candlestick, I sweat profusely, feel cold all over, and my depression instantly strikes. Life seems to have lost its color, like a Saiyan who has been caught by the tail, a person with the ability to carry a sea tower stone, a human pillar that pulls away the tail beast, like an Ultraman who has lost its light. But there is an ancient Chinese saying that goes, 'Those who know the times are heroes, and it's not too late for a prodigal to turn back.' My family is sorry, I have become a traitor, and I can't hold on in cryptocurrency anymore.