On a weekend afternoon, sunlight filters through the gaps in the curtains and spills onto the messy bed sheets. I lie in bed, the light from my phone screen reflecting on my face, a message from her reads: "Let's meet tonight, the usual place." I stare at the message, a surge of inexplicable emotions rising in my heart.
She is a married woman I met in the cryptocurrency circle, 32 years old, still charming. We chatted for over half a year, discussing everything from the ups and downs of the crypto market to the trivialities of life. She always sent me money to encourage me to buy low, as if nurturing a future financial giant. Today, she suggested we meet, and I hesitated. I said, "You have a family, I'm still young; it doesn't feel quite right." She replied, "It's okay, let's just be ordinary friends." So, I agreed.
We arranged to meet at the milk tea shop, avoiding other places for fear of running into acquaintances. I arrived first because she had to drive for several hours. While waiting, I flipped through her photos, feeling anxious, worried it would turn into a major "car crash scene" since the beauty filter is too powerful now. However, the moment she got out of that Mercedes, I recognized her at a glance—she looked much better than in the photos, and she was exactly my type.
She recognized me too, unsure of what to say. To break the awkwardness, she suggested a hug, and I agreed. She smelled wonderful, and my heart raced. After sitting in the milk tea shop for a while, we went to eat. She hardly ate anything, the whole time she was peeling shrimp for me and picking out fish bones. After finishing the meal and walking out of the restaurant, she naturally took my hand, and I didn’t pull away.
She said she wanted to drive me home. I told her I would take a taxi myself, but she insisted on driving me and dropped me off at the hotel entrance. She suddenly asked me how I felt about the Mercedes. How could I, riding an electric bike, say anything negative? She asked if I wanted it, thinking she was joking, I replied that I did. She pulled me close and whispered in my ear, "If you want it, buy low tonight #ETH . Hold me tight, and I'll take you to financial freedom!"
I was stunned, a complex emotion surged within me. I knew this was not just a simple meeting, but a contest between desire and reason. I looked into her tempting eyes, realizing that tonight's choice would determine my future destiny.
In the end, I chose reason, pushed her away, and walked alone into the night. I knew that while financial freedom is alluring, it is even more important to maintain my principles and bottom line. That night, I walked home alone, filled with determination and relief.#BNBChainMeme热潮 #你看好哪一个山寨币ETF将通过？ #Strategy增持比特币 #美国加征关税
