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The live stream descended into chaos, with comments scrolling frantically, a tide of speculation and doubt flooding in.
My mind went blank, palms sweating, unsure how to wrap things up.
"It's over, I've completely exposed myself..." My inner monologue was filled with fear and helplessness.
Suddenly, Chen Dahao broke the silence, speaking in a gentle tone I had never heard before. "Mystic? So it's you. No wonder you're so good at the game."
I looked at him in surprise, trying to find a hint of mockery or displeasure in his expression, but all I saw was sincerity and admiration.
"What does he mean by that?" Confusion and disbelief swirled within me.
He ended the live stream and messaged me privately, saying, "Don't worry, I'll handle this."
Anxiety gnawed at me as I waited, my emotions a tangled mess.
"What will he do? Does he really not care about my true identity?" I clutched my phone tightly, filled with worry and unease.
In the early hours of the morning, Chen Dahao sent me a message: "I've released a statement acknowledging that I knew your identity all along and apologized for any previous 'offense.'"
I opened his Weibo and saw how he used humor to defuse the crisis, cleverly steering the conversation towards our collaboration.
"This guy is really impressive..." I sighed in relief, feeling a newfound respect for him.
The comments shifted direction; fans expressed their understanding and support while eagerly anticipating our next live stream.
"Ton Tong Zi and Brother Dahao are locked in!" Seeing that comment made my cheeks flush slightly.
I breathed a sigh of relief as warmth surged within me.
"Thank you, Chen Dahao," I silently said to myself.
The next day, Chen Dahao asked to meet, saying he wanted to have a serious talk.
"I have many questions about Mystic," he said, curiosity lacing his tone.
In the café, he listened intently as I recounted my experiences of becoming Mystic and the reasons behind hiding my identity.
"So you have so many stories too..." His eyes were filled with understanding and empathy.
He asked, "What do you plan to do next? Will you continue to hide?"
I shook my head. "I want to be myself again, but I'm afraid of losing everything I have now."
He encouraged me, saying, "Don't be afraid. I'll support you. Just be yourself."
His words gave me immense courage and strength.
We exchanged smiles, and a hint of tension lingered in the air.
"Perhaps our relationship really is about to change..." My heart began to race, an inexplicable feeling washing over me.
Suddenly, he leaned closer and whispered, "Actually, I guessed you were Mystic six months ago."
I widened my eyes in disbelief as I looked at him.
"How... did you know?"
He smiled mysteriously and said, "Want to know? I'll tell you next time during the live streaming."
The next day, Chen Dahao indeed arranged to meet me.
He said he wanted to have a good chat about Mystic, as he had many questions for me.
I was so nervous that I couldn't sleep well all night, tossing and turning in front of my wardrobe, unsure of what to wear.
In the end, I chose a simple T-shirt and jeans, putting on my framed glasses, trying to make myself look more like Tong Tong Zi rather than Mystic.
In the café, Chen Dahao looked at my outfit and couldn't help but laugh.
"What's up? This isn't your usual style," he teased.
I awkwardly pushed up my glasses and replied, "This feels more comfortable."
He nodded and didn't say anything further, starting to listen intently as I recounted my experiences of becoming Mystic and the reasons behind hiding my identity.
I poured out everything to him, including my family background, my dreams, and my fears.
He listened quietly, his eyes filled with understanding and resonance.
"So you have so many stories too..." he sighed.
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