the voice echoed softly, almost accusing."But why do I still feel like two people inside the same body?"17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1YA9EKTfsu
The silence that followed was thick, stretched between timelines. Zhang Huan-An—no, Yu Yong-An—stood before the mirror, unsure who exactly was speaking. Himself? A remnant? Or the ghost of a choice never made?17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡopXsKAv5a8
"I remember your memories," he whispered, fingertips brushing against the cold glass."But they don't belong to me. Not really."17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEXB0fgUjWY
From within, a reply surfaced—not spoken aloud, but felt like an echo threading through his veins.17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBMYoXgxHZF
"Then whose life did you live during those 281 days?"17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ20v2bE8vKV
He didn't answer.17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjfXUZ4S8kg
His reflection stared back at him—not quite right. The posture was his, the scars too. But the eyes? The eyes held a weight he had never known until that dreamlike season where time broke apart and remade itself.17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlRw9xg0hRr
"Do you remember the rooftop? The rain?"the voice inside pressed."That was my fear. My ending. And now it's become yours."17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKWUFEAhxtv
He turned away. The room behind him was dim, dust suspended in unmoving air. Nothing had shifted since he woke—yet everything had changed.17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡda0B8JciKr
"They said integration would bring peace," he muttered."But this… this feels like exile. I can't go back. I can't move forward."17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡoxLDc3VlTu
"Then choose."17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡG3IorPAdhi
The whisper again. No longer from within—but from just behind. He didn't turn. He knew nothing would be there. And yet—17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZyF2ZD8lVX
"Choose who you want to remain."17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6aM26yIUpO
He clenched his fists. The names—Zhang Huan-An, Yu Yong-An—lay heavy on his chest like layered truths. Too real to discard. Too overlapping to claim.17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJlv86wG11A
"What if I don't want to be either?"he asked the air, voice hoarse.17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVHwgq6DCeS
"Then become what only you can be—""The memory that survives the collapse."17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEyGgePtC6r
The mirror cracked.17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3Ul9yvt4X5
Not from pressure, not from sound.17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGh6fofuMxl
From time.17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNbsEdFQg5B
And as the fracture split his reflection in two, he realized:17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxEQlWhSs0i
They had never truly been separate.And now, they could never truly merge.They would simply continue—17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDJmZSG9hef
Layered.17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7FmLI9MwMd
Fragmented.17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqQ0ICoaigT
Echoing.17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4JzJzpwSl1
"Reflections That Do Not Return"17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXsKTACvfJl
When the mirror shattered, time fractured with it.17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAfFY5JxM2Y
The cracks radiated outward like webbing, each fissure revealing a version of himself—some younger, others older, some cold and unfeeling, others brimming with unshed tears.17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvxpaFh4tIe
"Are these… all me?"17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡksJyjg9HBW
His voice wavered in the still air, unsure whether he was questioning the mirror—or the fractured soul it reflected.17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡot6gTvXvBB
A shard broke loose, falling to the floor with a soft chime. Yet the reflection it cast wasn't of the room he stood in—it was of time:Friday's dusk. Tuesday's echo. The moment the cross appeared. The final turn of her silhouette.17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8UhlqLgyGY
"You're not choosing an identity,"said a voice—feminine, calm, not quite Yang An-Ting, not quite Li An-Qing, but holding the gentleness of both."You're choosing which version of yourself will survive."17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡewiqmd5xh6
He gazed down at the scattered fragments.Each one led to a future that could never return to the beginning.17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTaWyFG9QXs
"And if I choose nothing?" he asked, barely audible.17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaEIpqm4SFx
"Then you'll remain trapped here—in this fracture—until the next cycle calls you back."17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVC0GKOWrGm
Silence again.17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTWnnszzPjy
And then, softly, he said:17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrDOQaeniHS
"I don't want to wake again—Not if waking means forgetting her."17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgyNMl7Dugo
The mirror flickered.17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡutxiTz1PVW
A memory surfaced, replaying on its own:"You won't remember what I said. But you'll remember that it turned dark… and I didn't leave."17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEdRPzYDexd
It was her voice—Li An-Qing.17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjnsVprpQ8v
It was the eternity hidden within Friday.17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHcCEhvhHVX
No more ticking clocks.No more voices.Only the sound of breath—and something deeper, like the echo of his own heartbeat splintering through time.17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ53iPwspbHR
A crack ran across the floor, slow but certain, as if time itself was fracturing.One wrong step—and he would fall into a past that no longer wanted him.17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡoPClUE2RTt
He knelt, picking up the fallen shard.In its surface, memory stirred—not his, but sharp enough to cut.17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCfCPZN6CTV
"He said he'd come back… He promised me."17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡET28W75XfC
It was Yang An-Ting's voice—young, certain, heartbreakingly full of hope.17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXWpCUsvlZh
Another fragment reflected Li An-Qing, standing at the edge of an abandoned railway.A timestamp flickered in her eyes:2025.2.19 // 28:0117Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWMYLfSOmzw
She whispered,17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7yo78iDHcQ
"Memory isn't for forgetting. It's for choosing."17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6lY5EyrTSw
Something inside him pulled—gently at first, then with force.A sorrowful gravity.17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYFNRyLIgto
The kind that lived in her voice,in her silence,in every name lost to time.17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIbYhWlgEA6
"Then how do I choose?" he asked—not to the mirror, but to everything.17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFUSZ0PnSmu
"Choice," the voice answered from beyond the glass,"isn't an answer. It's a cost."17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡr3DB6RcrZj
He opened his eyes.The fracture was pushing him toward a precipice—an end written long ago but never read aloud.17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBU4gY7kSxJ
"You've remembered too much," the voice murmured,"and forgotten more than you know.So now, only one question remains—Who will you stay for?"17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCSTt0FSKsq
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"You've always remembered,"Yang An-Ting's voice was gentle, but unwavering."You just didn't want to admit it."17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8Eu1nLmsrr
"And you've never let go,"Li An-Qing's voice followed, soft and clear, like light after rain."Because deep down, you knew—it wasn't yours to end."17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjUnp8dZkJF
He stood between the mirror and the rift,Behind him, the remnants of the past.Before him, an exit with no name.17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPiypKfvBVx
"If I can't be him, and I can't remain only myself… then what's left?"17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAvRBnJXl3v
"Memory,"they said together.17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡapd82rcJqM
Not a name.Not an identity.But something heavier—something that could pierce through time itself.17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtGmrhqgM3U
If names could be forgotten, then let them fade.If identities could collapse, then stop defining them.17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2yDy3iCTG4
"You don't need a name,"Yang An-Ting whispered."You've already remembered us.""You just need to keep walking,"Li An-Qing followed,"Not for anyone. Not even for yourself."17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3Fs87PmhBe
The rift began to close—not as an end, but as a quiet reconfiguration.The shattered timelines wove into each other, forming a new path—one that required no right or wrong, no labels, no return.17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡoQ0Ma0ugFz
It was the third route.17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNvMZsdlZja
Not back.Not in circles.But—17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡo9IoqOnqT9
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