Billions of Dollars: I Lost My Life Through Online Gambling

Real experience! Don't bet! Don't bet! Don't bet! Say important things three times! When I was 18 years old, I thought online gambling was a candy sent by God - I would follow my classmates to bet, and 10 yuan would be rolled into 20 yuan. I could earn enough for half a month's meals in half an hour, and I could easily buy the pen that Su Xiao coveted on the table. I believed in "Xiaowan Yiqing" and from depositing 10 yuan a day to investing half a month's living expenses. From saving money secretly to spending all night in Internet cafes, watching the account balance soar from three digits to five digits, I even walked with a sense of gloom. But I didn't see that behind the "guaranteed profit" figures, the platform had long marked me as a fat sheep to be slaughtered. When I was 25 years old and the mortgage contracts were piled up on the windowsill, I realized: all the sweets given by online gambling are borrowed, and if you want to pay them back, half of your life will be taken away. This is my whole process from saving money to buy a pen for the girl to squatting in a bridge hole counting steel pens - don't believe "stop after winning once". The end of the gambling table is never money, it's all the tomorrow you lose.