30 years later, you're lying on a hospital bed. Your little granddaughter leans on the edge of the bed and innocently asks: “Grandpa, I heard that back in your day, BTC was only a few tens of thousands of dollars each. Why didn’t you buy any?” You stay silent for a long time. The sunset streams through the window, and the only sound in the quiet hospital room is the beeping of the heart monitor. With trembling hands, you open your wallet. Inside lies the 372U left after your liquidation from shorting back then. You sigh deeply: “Child, on August 19, 2026, I thought it was just a normal rebound.” Your granddaughter pauses for a moment: “So you didn’t buy?” You close your eyes, tears streaming down your face: “Not only did I not buy.” “I doubled down on my shorts.”