"It's over, Su Ming'an." Dawn said, "It's all over."
The corners of its mouth still maintained a perfect curve.
"You shouldn't have revealed at the nighttime meeting that you are not Acto. I still... need you. It's such a pity, I really almost believed you were him. You were the most suitable persona for Dawn… I've never seen anyone as perfect as you.
I really..."
It sighed softly, its eyes filled with genuine regret:
"I liked you, Doctor."
"You were the most suitable Yasa Acto..."
A transparent shadow passed right through him, hugging him without weight or warmth, only a pure illusion.
It felt like a reluctant confession, like it was genuinely regretful. At this moment, Dawn actually made Su Ming'an feel something resembling human emotions.
It was genuinely grieving for him, not out of calculated consideration.
"Dawn, you have... enemies too, right?" Su Ming'an said.
He laid out his speculation:
