There is nothing left, nothing at all, brothers. All the savings accumulated over the years are gone, and even a part of my mother's pension has been lost. Standing on the rooftop yesterday, the wind was strong, as if my deceased father was waving at me. I thought to myself, if there is a next life, I will never step into the cryptocurrency circle again. I sat quietly all night, and the wind was still so cold, my mind was a mess. In the end, I didn't jump down, but I also don't know what to do next.