At first, it was just for the sweetness of a cup of milk tea, but I fell headlong into Ave's internal ranking list, making it hard to extricate myself from then on. A day without seeing it, I felt as if life had lost its reins, restless and unable to end the day. That ranking list was like an ex's friend circle—if I don’t look, my heart aches with impatience; if I do look, it feels like a heavy stone is pressing down on my heart.
In order to climb the rankings, I have become unrecognizable:
During the day at my workstation, my fingertips fluttered over the keyboard like butterflies, and the gap in the screen always left a slit for spying;
At night by my pillow, the phone's dim blue light reflected on my cheek, the power bank pressed against my ear, like a pair of inseparable confidants in hardship;
In my dreams, I mutter and toss, filled with “Don’t slide! Hang on! Just a fraction away!”
The ranking of Four.Meme is an even more cunning poison. Each refresh is like opening my report card on the list of fate, my heart pounding in my chest, urgent as if I’m about to plunge in with all my might. That time I climbed to 29th place, the ecstatic feeling almost burst from my throat, turning into an uncontrolled shout amidst the subway's roar: “I—made the list!”
At the moment the prize was in my pocket, I bought a bottle of perfume. It wasn’t out of a desire for fragrance, but I persistently sniffed it on my wrist, trying to capture a hint of the elusive essence called “victory” from that cold chemical scent.
My best friend watched my state and teased, “What are you really aiming for, the crypto world, or a debut spot in 'Creation Camp'?” I could only smile bitterly: “No, what I’m participating in is a struggle that consumes my spirit every night just to survive.”
Now, I keep saying to myself, “Enough, it’s time to stop,” yet my eyes are still glued to the jumping rankings on the phone screen. I say it’s all calm and breezy, but my fingers are determinedly placing new orders.
This thing is too magical. Knowing that risks follow closely like a shadow, I am still seized by the thought of “try once more.” It seems that with every step forward in the rankings, a bit more hope in life lights up—what I seek is no longer profit, but to ignite that unwilling spirit of “leeks” in the loneliness of the deep night.
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