This Christmas Eve, I am truly convinced.

All five windows of my computer are open, fingers hovering over the one-click close position button, just waiting for that familiar market fluctuation—In previous years, wasn't every Christmas a rollercoaster starting with a thousand-point spike? I've seen many volatile markets with both bulls and bears, but this year...

Bitcoin is fluctuating in the range of 86,500 to 87,100, with less than 600 points of movement, moving like an old sightseeing boat. Ethereum is even more stable, shifting within the tens of points between 2930 and 2965, with candlesticks almost perfectly straight. I've even set the intraday chart to 1-minute, but it still looks so calm.

Anyway, I need to think—have I been drinking fake alcohol?

Where's the promised "Christmas heist"? Where's the "pre-holiday big volatility"? I checked past records, and in the past two Christmases, major groups were all wailing—either shouting "Santa is giving away money" or cursing "the whales are ruining the holiday." But this year, all the whales seem to be like one big loving family.

Those analysts who usually send three "kill signals" per minute are now posting pictures of Christmas trees and roasted chickens on Twitter. The most absurd thing is the on-chain data—large transfers are down by nearly half, whales are really on holiday. These guys are actually skipping the "Christmas harvest festival," and celebrating a real Christmas instead?

Looking at that nearly straight-line chart, I suddenly feel a bit touched.

This might be the biggest surprise in the crypto world this year: tonight, you don’t have to be a gambling dog, just a normal person. Cheers to this night that’s so peaceful it almost feels unreal. May our accounts stay safe for the next two days.