She was once the most stable "Alpha asset" at family gatherings, lightly tapping her wine glass to anchor the conversation, her presence akin to excess returns making those around her mere embellishments. In a past life, she meticulously organized the accounts in the finance office as precisely as index constituent stocks, but now, her hand clutching the hem of her dress feels like encountering a black swan, the subtle sound of silk rubbing together hiding fluctuations beyond the risk model. The gardenia scent wafting into the living room is the warm market benchmark return, while the cedar no

Don't fucking ask me if I'm a boy or a girl anymore. I'm neither a boy nor a girl. I am.

A few days ago, during the super macro week, I listened to Teacher Qian's @Traderqianye macro sharing. The interest rate warning is 4.6%. The data is just a little bit off [旺柴]. I have to say, the ability to control the market trend is really strong. Don't you think this wave of market is really similar to the bull-bear transition in 2021? [裂开][裂开] I hope there won't be any black swan events in the coming days. Since returning to the country in 21, the best market performance was in January, February, March, and the one-sided market in October, November, December. Today, my wallet hurts. If th

She was once the most stable "Alpha asset" at family gatherings, lightly tapping her wine glass could anchor the conversation, her presence was like excess returns, making everyone else a mere backdrop. In her past life, @cookiedotfun managed the accounts in the finance office with precision akin to index constituents, but at this moment, her hand clutching her skirt felt as if it had encountered a black swan, with the faint sound of silk rubbing hiding fluctuations that exceeded risk models. The gardenia scent drifting from the living room was the warm benchmark return of the market, while th

She used to be the most stable "Alpha asset" at family gatherings, lightly tapping her wine glass to anchor the conversation, her presence akin to excess returns making everyone else mere background. In her past life, @cookiedotfun meticulously organized the accounting books with the precision of index components; now, however, her hand clutching her skirt seems to have encountered a black swan, and the soft rustling of silk hides fluctuations that exceed risk models. The scent of gardenia drifting from the living room is the warmth of market benchmark returns, while the cedar notes on him are

The hot summer has made me lose my appetite and my weight has dropped to 38.8kg. I went to the hospital in the afternoon, and the doctor said I have blood deficiency, spleen deficiency, and a bit of dampness. I slept the whole afternoon after getting home and caught a cold again 🤧 My immunity is really poor. For minor illnesses, I feel like I need to amputate everything above my head, and I really don’t want anyone to drain my energy right now 🤬 @shoutdotfun

She was once the most eye-catching presence at family gatherings, lightly tapping her wine glass, and the conversation would naturally revolve around her. In her previous life, @cookiedotfun, who kept the accounts in the financial office impeccable, was now clutching the hem of her skirt, the soft sound of silk rubbing together hiding a vague sense of panic. The fragrance of gardenias drifting from the living room mixed with the cedar notes on him, like a red silk ribbon being pulled apart, one end tied to dignity and the other weighed down by an uncontainable heartbeat—life under this roof wa

Fam, back in the day, I was the most eye-catching presence at family gatherings. A gentle tap on the wine glass would have everyone around me chatting. In the past, when I worked in the accounting room, the ledgers were always crystal clear in my hands. But now, just stepping through this door, I feel a deep sense of anxiety, unconsciously gripping the edge of my skirt, the sound of silk rustling like my little unease I can’t hide.
The scent of gardenias wafts through the house, and he carries the fragrance of cedar on him. The two aromas blend together, resembling a torn red silk ribbon—one e

You are just reminiscing about the feeling he brought you, but you know others can't.
@shoutdotfun
$SHOUT $BANE $FAN $MGANG $ENERGY

Too idle will forgive a bad person, too busy will forget a loved one.
When idle, I become soft-hearted; when busy, I become clear-headed.
When busy, no one loves; when idle, even watching a dog feels affectionate.
Indeed, it cures all ailments.

She used to be the most eye-catching presence at family gatherings, and a light tap on the wine glass could make the entire table's topics revolve around her. The capable person @cookiedotfun, who used to keep the accounts clear and straightforward in the finance office, is now clutching the edge of her skirt, with the sound of silk rubbing together hiding a certain indescribable panic. The fragrance of gardenia floating in the living room mixes with the cedar notes from him, like a torn red silk ribbon—one end is dignified, while the other can't hide the heartbeat—life under this roof is even