If Mr. Xu had allocated just 1/100 of his assets to Bitcoin back in the day, he'd be set for life by now. I’m not a fan of the rollercoaster life. I think a smooth, healthy, and steady life is the best kind of life! At this moment, I’m reminded of the final chapter of *Dream of the Red Chamber* and its 'Song of the End': An empty, humble room, once filled with official seals; Withered grass and barren willows, once a place of song and dance. Cobwebs now cover the carved beams, green gauze now pasted on the shabby windows. What’s the point of saying the rouge is rich, the powder fragrant, When the temples have already turned to frost?