#数字资产动态追踪 Three days, and 400,000 was gone.

I still remember the scene back in 2018 at that rental room in the urban village in Shanghai. The room was stiflingly hot, the fan whirring loudly, but I didn’t even bother to wipe the sweat. In front of the computer screen, the Bitcoin candlestick chart was a jumble of red and green, and I was glued to my chair, fingers trembling on the keyboard.

The me from three days ago was completely different.

The account showed a floating profit of 430,000, that string of numbers climbing every day. I stared at the screen in a daze, and my mind started weaving stories—resigning, buying a house, living freely. It felt like everything was within reach, breathing with confidence. I truly thought I had reached a turning point in my comeback.

But the market never cares about your imagination.

In the early hours of the third day, Bitcoin suddenly plummeted. Consecutive red candles crashed down so fast that I couldn’t react in time. The floating profit was like a flipped tablecloth, disappearing in the blink of an eye. When I finally snapped out of it, half of my principal was gone. Only 70,000 remained in the account, and that string of numbers was blindingly painful to look at.

Suddenly, the room went quiet. The fan was still spinning, the takeout boxes had cooled, but I didn’t dare to move even a little. Something was blocking my chest—it's not just heartbreak over the money, but a moment of realization: I hadn’t truly gained anything.

Later, I understood this principle: the market never notifies you of your gains in advance, but when it takes back, there’s never a shred of mercy. The numbers you see on your screen, as long as they haven’t been truly realized, are just shadows and light.

Many people have learned this lesson in this market. Some pay tuition fees; others are warned by others’ stories. Whatever the case, remember one thing: floating profit is not actual profit, and risk is always closer than you think.