It fell, it fell, all fell down. You all put on a good show. I cleared the inventory and took the order; when I sell, it rises, and when I buy, it falls. Like a clown, I am played with in your palm. I am the fluttering that cannot be grasped, just a leek that only knows to chase the rise. Every time I see the declining inventory, tears just stream down. I have broken my defenses. CNCS is not something a slow-witted duck like me can handle. I, a remnant of the old era, deserve to be swept into the trash heap of history. Filled with regret, I stand on the rooftop, goodbye to this world. If there is a next life, I absolutely will not join CNCS, brothers. By the time you read this letter, I have already stood on the rooftop. Please forgive my sudden departure. I keep sweeping the goods of friends who have run away; while my friends are fully loaded enjoying the benefits, I can only sit idle, twiddling my thumbs. I really do not have the courage to face this cruel world anymore. Goodbye, I hope in the next life you will still be the shopping guide I love.

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┓┏┓┏┓┃Brothers

┛┗┛┗┛┃In the next life, don’t touch

┓┏┓┏┓┃CS!

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