#历史见证者打卡

A few years ago, I learned about Bitcoin, this fresh thing, from the internet. At that time, I enthusiastically recommended it to the people around me. However, almost all of them didn't believe me; my family even thought I had encountered a scammer. When I asked them for money to buy coins, they said they wouldn't give me a penny. I could only rely on working in a factory to earn money. Later, after much hard work, I finally saved up around 70,000 to 80,000. My family urged me to buy a house and get married. But in my heart, I always thought about Bitcoin; I felt that I shouldn't miss this historic opportunity. So, two years ago, when Bitcoin was at 30,000 USD, I put all my savings into buying it. My family had a big fight with me when they found out; they even scolded me in front of relatives, saying I was a wasteful son. I couldn't bear the accusations from everyone, so I packed my bags and went back south to work again. I returned to Dongguan, that familiar yet strange place. For the sake of Bitcoin, I parted ways with my family; we stopped calling and messaging each other, completely cutting off contact. Later, as Bitcoin prices continued to rise, my family's attitude towards me softened. They no longer scolded me, but instead urged me to take profits and cash out quickly. I once again refused to comply. Thus, our relationship fell into a deep freeze. Even now, I have not sold for a profit; I want to hold onto Bitcoin forever.