Gold has dropped to 42. Looking back at that day I sold the watch, walking out of the shop, there was an empty feeling in my heart, only a faint mark left on my wrist. I still remember that person asking if I was willing to sell it, given that gold prices kept rising during wartime. I said yes.

Little did I know that just two weeks later, it had dropped from the initial 52 to 42 now. Sometimes it's really like this—it's not about having exceptional foresight, nor is it about being particularly lucky. It's a certain feeling, an invisible force pushing you to do certain things. At that moment you might not understand it clearly, but sooner or later, that arrow released from the bowstring will point the way forward for you.