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After hanging up the phone, Da Shewan immediately turned to the camera, a satisfied smile on his face. He said to the lens, "Hahaha! We've contacted Brother Hao! Now it's just a matter of when he will finalize the time with me!" His tone was filled with anticipation and excitement.
Then, Da Shewan's smile grew even brighter as he began to recount the story of how he met Haohao, how they became close during a chance gathering due to their shared love for food and lifestyle. He described a fun experience they had while exploring hidden culinary gems together, recalling how they accidentally stumbled upon a small restaurant known only to locals, where the dishes were so delicious that they were hard to forget.
"That time, Brother Hao was even more excited than I was, recommending all the dishes he thought were delicious while eating! Haha, I can still clearly remember that scene; it was so much fun!" Da Shewan recounted, mimicking Haohao's excited demeanor, filling the entire storytelling process with humor and vitality.
His words drew laughter from the team members nearby, creating a joyful atmosphere. Da Shewan's narrative not only allowed the team members to feel the warmth of his friendship with Haohao but also added a touch of intimacy and fun to the video. The entire filming process unfolded in a relaxed and cheerful ambiance, with Da Shewan's story heightening the anticipation and excitement for the upcoming collaboration.
Da Shewan adjusted his posture in front of the camera, preparing to wrap up the recorded video. With a confident and friendly smile, he looked into the lens and said, "Alright, friends, that's it for today's video. If you enjoyed this content, don't forget to subscribe to my channel and hit the notification bell so you can be the first to receive updates on my latest videos!"
After finishing his remarks, Da Shewan made an enthusiastic gesture as the camera gradually pulled away, the scene slowly fading out, marking the official end of the recording. He then stood up and expressed his gratitude to the staff who had helped him with the shoot: "Thank you all for your hard work today; without you, there wouldn't be such a great video."
The staff responded with smiles to Da Shewan's gratitude, exchanging compliments and praising each other's professionalism and hard work. The atmosphere was very harmonious, and a sense of teamwork was clearly evident. Soon after, all the filming equipment was carefully packed away, and the staff began to leave Da Shewan's home.
Da Shewan personally escorted the staff to the door, thanking them once again for their efforts and waving goodbye. As each member of the team departed, Da Shewan closed the door and returned to the tranquility of home.
Da Shewan quietly returned to his computer desk, the joyful expression on his face instantly collapsing. His features twisted suddenly, revealing an extreme and perverse delight. The fleshy contours of his face trembled with excitement, and his entire body seemed to be overtaken by this unusual thrill, shaking in response.
He powered on the computer and quickly clicked to open a video—it was Haohao's latest work. The screen was filled with Haohao's radiant smile and lively demeanor. A complex emotion flickered in Da Shewan's eyes as he gazed at Haohao on the screen, a certain lewd thought evident in his gaze. He muttered to himself, "Haohao... you are truly amazing!"
There was an indescribable fervor and possessiveness in his words. To him, Haohao was not just an exceptional YouTuber; he was an idol and an object of obsession in his heart. His mind was filled with infatuation and admiration for Haohao, to the point that it could be described as a pathological love. Although their relationship appeared normal on the surface, at that moment, Da Shewan's monologue and expression revealed a hidden side of him—a deep concern for Haohao that transcended ordinary appreciation.
He was immersed in the video, every detail firmly capturing his attention. He not only admired Haohao's talent and charm but also felt excitement and a rush of emotions at every move he made. To him, Haohao was like an irresistible magnet, drawing his eyes and soul in, leaving him unable to escape.
Da Shewan felt a powerful emotional impact, his heart filled with contradictions and turmoil. He longed to grow closer to Haohao, yet feared that his feelings would be rejected or misunderstood. He tried to control his emotions, but every time he saw Haohao, it was as if a fire ignited within him, leaving him unable to contain himself.
In this twisted psychological state, Da Shewan found himself increasingly consumed by his infatuation with Haohao. He attempted to conceal his true feelings, but in the solitude of private moments, he could not hide the desires and fervor that surged within him. He knew this emotion was unhealthy, yet he could not break free from it.
Da Shewan sat in the dimly lit room, the glow of the computer screen illuminating his distorted face. He was acutely aware that his behavior was abnormal, that he should not be swayed by emotions and desires. Yet, despite this understanding, his body reacted involuntarily. As images of Haohao flickered on the screen, an irresistible urge spread within him.
His heart raced, breath quickened, and almost unconsciously, he stood up, slowly moving closer to the computer screen. As he drew nearer, Da Shewan's gaze grew increasingly intense, as if he were captivated by Haohao's image on the screen. Ultimately, he lost control of himself, leaning over the computer monitor until the tip of his nose nearly touched the display showing Haohao's face.
At that moment, Da Shewan's behavior became increasingly irrational. He began to lick the screen frantically with his tongue, as if through this act he could feel Haohao's presence and achieve some strange form of intimate contact with him. This behavior was filled with twisted and desperate emotions, revealing that his obsession with Haohao had reached an extreme level.
The Haohao on the computer screen continued to display his charm, while the real Da Shewan was tormented by his own fantasies and fixations, sinking deeper into the illusion he had constructed, unable to extricate himself. If anyone were to witness this scene, they would undoubtedly be shocked by its profound distortion. In the depths of the night, Da Shewan found himself entangled with his own shadow and the illusion on the screen, gradually losing all sense of boundaries.
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