A brief silence permeated between the few people for a while, Wen Jian lowered his head slightly, and the shadows in the night covered most of his expression.

He seemed to have become much quieter, but it was very different from the disappointment and loneliness of a failed plan. Immediately afterwards, the slightly lowered voice came out.

"I'm very disappointed in you." He said, raised his face again, and the light illuminated his face. Contrary to the dark word disappointment, it was a dazzling illusion that seemed to radiate light under that expression.

This answer and reaction were beyond everyone's expectations, but Clercles was surprisingly familiar with this feeling.

Then he remembered that it was Wrigley... no, it was Cecil... it was... Wrigley and Cecil had the same part.

That light and air.

The light from the street lamp above their heads was just an ordinary lighting effect on everyone, but when it hit the man in front of him, it seemed as if he had descended from heaven, showing a sense of holiness and generosity.

There was a slight sigh in Wen Jian's tone, "I had high hopes for you, you are a person who should be able to do better."

These words sounded like the disappointment of the younger generation as a senior. People who don't know why would think that it was an answer to what Cleckles said before, but it always seemed that there was something else that he hadn't thought of.

Clercles' expression changed completely, with a mixture of restlessness and stubbornness, so that his whole face, which was still a typical American sweetheart, looked very strange.

"Only... only if you are good, expectations will be meaningful." The American man was a little difficult to speak, and his attitude was much weaker than the previous moment.

From this point of view, the result is already obvious.Wen Jian thought.

The good one, at least Clares is really paranoid about protection rather than control, then maybe he can no longer return to the previous situation today.

Now that the things she wants to test are clear, Wen Jian no longer ambiguously chooses between reality and the role, but simply chooses the direction of the role.

Fortunately, although Regrell and Cecil have different settings, it is not difficult to integrate the same part for Clarkles. In some respects, they are the same type, at least with Vi Kojatz's diametrically opposed characters are far more similar than they are.

"You mean that all my sacrifices are meaningless." Wen Jian said so, with a cold tone, as if she was extremely disappointed with the junior in front of her.

"No! No...it's not like that." Clercles became a little anxious, looking for a reasonable explanation at a loss, "It's just...it's just that they are not worth it, and you should be better, that kind...those Where is the guy worth..."

The blond man sighed, "It does seem pointless now."

He looked up at the junior in front of him, "I was wrong, I was wrong."

"Wh... no, how could you be wrong?" Clares forced a smile, not sure if he wanted to ease the other party's mood or to comfort himself, "Everything you do is for..."

"The one who made all this worthless and meaningless is you." Wen Jian interrupted the other party.

His expression became stern, "I have high hopes for you, I did those things because I believed you could fulfill my expectations, and what are you doing now?"

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