At four in the morning, the blue light from the phone screen stung my eyes. The account screenshot sent by Lao Li instantly woke me up—800,000 in principal was left with only 43,000, the entirety of his savings for his son's study abroad.

"Brother, I'm finished..." His voice was clearly slurred from alcohol, "My wife wants a divorce."

I took a deep breath: "See you at the café tomorrow morning at eight."

Rebuilding Discipline

At the café, I handed Lao Li three pieces of paper:

Fund Management Table: Divide the remaining funds into 15 parts. Trading Log Template: Each trade must specify three reasons. Stop-Loss Commitment: Must be signed and fingerprinted.

"Read your son’s admission letter every morning before the market opens," I whispered in his ear.

Painful Transformation

In the first week, Lao Li was in agony like a drug addict. When BTC suddenly surged, his eyes were red as he wanted to chase the rise, but I locked his phone in the safe. "Remember, three trades a week, spaced 24 hours apart."

When he first took a profit of 5%, his hands trembled so much he could barely hit the confirm button. The 600 yuan that came in was just enough to buy the sneakers his son wanted. That night he sent a photo: the child sleeping with a smile while hugging his new shoes.

Darkest Moment

Two months later, the account returned to 120,000. But when ETH suddenly plummeted, Lao Li hesitated: "Let's wait a bit, it should rebound..." I immediately made a video call and had him look at the family photo on the wall while closing his position. Three days later, ETH continued to drop by 30%. He called, choking up: "Thank you... I saved my son's tuition."

Breaking Out of the Cocoon

Six months passed, and miraculously, Lao Li's account returned to 570,000. The most thrilling moment was when he strictly adhered to the 5% position for bottom fishing, avoiding subsequent chain liquidations.

Last week, he sent me a photo of his son at the airport: "Dad, I arrived in the UK." In the background, Lao Li's smile was brighter than the account numbers.

Yesterday, he sent me a red envelope with a note saying: "It's not a share, it's thanks for teaching me—the real wealth is not the account balance, but the life I’ve regained."

The morning sunlight filtered through the window as I looked at his latest trading records: three trades a week, a must withdraw 5% profit, and a must stop loss at 3% loss. This once desperate man has finally understood the ultimate essence of trading—discipline is not a constraint, but the wings leading to freedom.

Before, I was stumbling around in the dark alone, but now the light is in my hands.

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