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When faced with Wang Yu's calm gaze, "Charles" stopped pretending to be distressed by the cola. Instead, he adopted a composed expression—rare for the usually boisterous Charles. He sat down in the chair by the desk, facing Wang Yu, who was seated on Charles's bed.
"I didn't expect you to know Charles better than I do. Time changes everyone, I suppose. He's not the same as he was when he was younger."
"Charles" picked up a small notebook from the desk. The handwriting inside was neat, and Wang Yu recognized it as Charles's. Despite his personality, Charles had surprisingly good penmanship, far better than Wang Yu's own scribbles.
"A diary?" Wang Yu asked casually.
"Yes. He keeps quite detailed records. His assessment of you is that you're reliable and won't trick him like Edward does… I didn't expect you to use something as disgusting as 'cola' to figure out the difference between me and Charles."
"Edward tricks people?" Wang Yu wondered if Charles, himself a consummate trickster himself, had fabricated stories in his diary to make others seem more like him.
After careful thought, however, Wang Yu recalled that Edward did seem to have a knack for making Charles yell in strange, seemingly harmless ways—when Edward carried Charles under his arm when visiting Wang Yu, for example. Was Edward actually a prankster in disguise?
"Cola is actually supposed to...
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