The environment of the StarWorld Hotel is actually very good, but I still have a rusty feeling. During these days and nights, I tasted loneliness, palpitations, doubts, and frustration repeatedly, and for the first time felt strange about trading.

What am I doing? Technical analysis? No. Trading strategy? No. Value investing? No.

Fortunately, the days of patience do not have to be long. Mr. Xiao walked into the room with a gloomy expression, and scolded Lao Gao viciously in front of me: This old fox would rather breach the contract with a huge amount of compensation than continue to issue additional shares, and he didn't even let go of his nephew, the means are really ruthless!

"Mr. Xiao, what's wrong?" I knew it, but I pretended I didn't know anything.

"If you mess up this time, you immediately close the position in your hand, and report the loss after the close, I want them to bear a part of it, and then go back to Shanghai."

The first time I saw him angry, it seems that there is not much advantage at the negotiating table, and the losses caused by the secondary market to suppress the stock price are real.

"What is the current price?" I asked.

"Current price".

"It's going to be a big loss." I had to remind him that at this price, regardless of the cost, the consequences would be dire.

"It must be settled now, and the accounts must be settled clearly, I am afraid that they will not admit it if it drags on for too long." He also carefully calculated the gains and losses.

"I'm afraid that the current volume is difficult to support such a big selling." I thought about it for a moment and hesitated to tell him.

"I know, then today and tomorrow morning, it can't be too late to finalize before tomorrow morning, and they have to admit half of the loss anyway." His attitude was resolute.

"Okay."

At the beginning, I collected 10 percent of the shares around 14-15 yuan, and I have lost more than a quarter of them all the way, and the loss of 30 percent is close to more than 50 million.

The disk is very strange, although the pallet is not big, but my pending order transaction is very fast, it seems that there are still funds to be optimistic about it, so it will save me a lot of trouble. There is a huge amount at the bottom, and it seems that a new wave of market is coming again. Unfortunately, what does this have to do with me?

The fixed increase project died, and we returned to Shanghai with a loss of tens of millions. At the end of the work, I am basically idle now, and I can only speculate on stocks to pass the time.

In the face of any stock, under normal circumstances, I have no financial advantage, and I have no chance of winning against his future trend like ordinary retail investors, but I am more vigilant in the face of traps and routines.

It's already Zhaochun, and the weather in the magic capital is really individual, when it's cloudy, it's as cold as an ice cave, and when it's yang, it's hot like a furnace.

It's just an ordinary day, so ordinary that time passes and even death doesn't make waves.

"Brother?" I was in the office reading a book on trading when my brother's voice came from the other end of the phone in a slightly hoarse voice.

"It's me, what's wrong?"

"Is it convenient for you to speak now?"

"Convenient, you say". I felt a little bad in my heart.

"Okay, don't get excited now, listen to me slowly." He seemed to be cautious. "I'm outside the hospital now, and I came to the hospital with my dad for a check-up today, and the doctor just said that the results of the examination were not very good, and now I need to do a CT scan to confirm the diagnosis, and I'll tell you now."

"Check? What to check? Did something unexpected happen? "I was anxious, and it was obvious that this was a big deal.

"Recently, my dad has been coughing at home, and he coughed up blood last night, and I brought him for a check-up this morning, and the doctor said... Before he could finish his words, his tone began to change and weep.

"What did the doctor say?" I was in a hurry and shouted to him.

"The doctor said ... Say.. It's possible.. It is advanced lung cancer. The younger brother couldn't stop crying.

With a "boom", my head exploded. Tears burst out like a fountain, biting his lip and not crying, but his thoughts froze, and sadness instantly surged all over his body.

"Are you sure?" After a long time, I recovered some emotions, and asked my brother with my phone with trembling hands.

"Not yet, the doctor said to do CT first, and do a biopsy test to finally confirm. However, the accuracy of the equipment in the county-level hospital is limited, and he also said that it may be a misdiagnosis. "My brother is also recovering some of his emotions.

"Well, listen to me, you go back now, and act as if nothing happened. I'll book a plane ticket back right away, and I'll take him to the big hospital tomorrow. You know what to do, right? ”

"Okay, I know."

"Oh, by the way, don't tell Mom, I'll remind him".

"Well, I understand".

The phone hung up, and my tears still couldn't stop falling. The bland, tacit, and harmonious pictures of getting along with my father flashed in front of me frame by frame, without reprimand, without preaching, without thrilling, without sensationalism; It's all so natural, so normal.

Don't look at the Huangpu River outside the window, the pain in my heart is like a black river rolling into the sea, cold and silent. I can only hope in my heart that the doctor's diagnosis is a misjudgment, or that there should be a life-saving medicine for this disease.

"Mr. Xiao, I need to take leave to go back to my hometown now." After booking the ticket and the return route, I went to Xiao Yuan's office to ask for leave with red and swollen eyes.

"Did something happen?" He saw that I was unusual today and asked with concern.

"Something happened to my relatives at home, and I need to go back and deal with it immediately." I stopped my grief and whispered.

"Okay, there hasn't been much business in the company recently, so you should go early and come back early. If you need help, just let me know. He stood up and comforted me.

"Thank you, Mr. Xiao, not for the time being, I'll talk about it when I get home."

On the subway to Pudong Airport, a young man's eyes were full of sadness, and his silent sobs all the way provoked fellow passengers to look sideways from time to time; But he doesn't seem to care about other people's eyes, just wiping endless tears from the corners of his eyes from time to time, and then constantly flipping through the bits and pieces of the news about lung cancer.

After standing on the train all night, my calves were swollen and purple, but I couldn't care about that much. There was no direct ticket from Shanghai to Yichang, so I decided to fly to Wuhan first and then transfer to the train, even if it was nearly a kilometer from home. It's an idea that comes to my heart.

There are all kinds of sorrow and pain in life, but none of them can withstand the unforgettable parting of relatives in life. It takes the deepest part of our hearts and reluctance, and brutally strips it out for you to accept. Tell you that you will leave her forever and lose her.

It was already noon the next day, and my father and mother were surprised by my arrival, and they tried so hard to get something unusual out of my mouth, but my brother and I prevaricated.

My father was more thoughtful, and after everyone went to bed at night, he walked to the door of the second floor with a plate of freshly peeled raw peanuts. My brother and I don't smoke, it's our favorite snack.

"Dad, why are you up?" I opened the door and was surprised.

"Xiao Yi, is my illness very serious?" He was not polite and asked me directly.

"No, the main thing is that I want you to come back and see."

"Don't hide it from me, I know the character of your two brothers best, and you are very calm at critical moments, this time I just did an inspection and you came back without saying a word, there must be something big." He stared into my eyes.

"Dad, it's really nothing, I just couldn't make up my mind before I called my brother back." The younger brother heard the commotion and opened the door.

"Well, I know you're looking out for me, but it's better to let me know." Father sighed softly.

"Dad, you do have a little problem with your body, wait until you go to the hospital with me tomorrow to check it out." I could see that my father had doubts and decided to talk to him.

"Well, you've all grown up, and we'll face any problems together. I'm going to have a check-up with you tomorrow, and don't let your mom know yet, I don't want her to worry. He patted the brothers on the shoulder, stirring up emotions in front of us for the first time.

"Uh-huh". Our brothers should inherit it together.

"Eat the peanuts, I'm afraid I will give you fewer and fewer opportunities to peel peanuts in the future." After he finished speaking, he wiped the corners of his eyes covertly, turned and walked downstairs.

"Dad"! My brother and I shouted at the same time.

"It's okay, you're all sensible now, and your mother and I are very proud!" He didn't look back, his voice choked, and finally he couldn't control his emotions, and tears fell involuntarily.

"Dad, your body should be fine, you must be relaxed." I comforted.

"Hmm. You know, I'm not afraid, don't worry." He waved his hand down the stairs.

In the moonlight, my brother and I sat opposite each other on the balcony.

"You don't have to worry about money, I will arrange everything, you just take care of your mother and grandparents,"

"Do the other relatives need to be gathered?"

"Is it useful to convene? In the past two years, since my father's job became a security guard, do they still have his brother in their eyes? In the past, every time my parents quarreled, it was because my father secretly gave relief to his brothers and sisters, but now there is no need to quarrel when the fight is good, because the relief is gone, and the old and dead do not get along, how much is this kind of family affection? ”

"Okay, then I don't care."

It's been a long time.

"Brother, do you say there is a savior in this world? What kind of redemption does it take to return to the happiness of one's parents? He buried his head in his arms and said in a dull voice.

"Probably not," I said uncertainly. I am a materialist and have never believed in such ethereal things, but deep down I hope that there really is a savior who can save my father's life.

"I also know no, but I'm just unwilling, if I can get my father's health back, even if I lose everything." He was still unwilling.

There is no savior in this world, and perhaps the only one who can save is ourselves. As long as there is one percent hope, we will do 100 percent effort!