the voice echoed softly, almost accusing."But why do I still feel like two people inside the same body?"60Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9HK1DlF0X3
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?60Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlrVJrgoaGA
"I remember your memories," he whispered, fingertips brushing against the cold glass."But they don't belong to me. Not really."60Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMSzk142Nx4
From within, a reply surfaced—not spoken aloud, but felt like an echo threading through his veins.60Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwLiQARBzad
"Then whose life did you live during those 281 days?"60Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAabSgl9jVv
He didn't answer.60Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWNIB9IS4WO
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.60Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPTMPOnXPi9
"Do you remember the rooftop? The rain?"the voice inside pressed."That was my fear. My ending. And now it's become yours."60Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhCvhvdVPnj
He turned away. The room behind him was dim, dust suspended in unmoving air. Nothing had shifted since he woke—yet everything had changed.60Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpsmWvhaHj1
"They said integration would bring peace," he muttered."But this… this feels like exile. I can't go back. I can't move forward."60Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLUXsF7Jnjl
"Then choose."60Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYU0SW3csex
The whisper again. No longer from within—but from just behind. He didn't turn. He knew nothing would be there. And yet—60Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1Zgtas7v1m
"Choose who you want to remain."60Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbnvce3SBK2
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.60Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvsDCeOlbvj
"What if I don't want to be either?"he asked the air, voice hoarse.60Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxppzxDhZ97
"Then become what only you can be—""The memory that survives the collapse."60Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvDfIqjA4IH
The mirror cracked.60Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkaY7fZn3sW
Not from pressure, not from sound.60Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmKTt7N7cwk
From time.60Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaogbcjZygT
And as the fracture split his reflection in two, he realized:60Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOQoNUZqPb3
They had never truly been separate.And now, they could never truly merge.They would simply continue—60Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDHl2EOiQFI
Layered.60Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPC4t2qhoHG
Fragmented.60Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡK6PIx1BOYk
Echoing.60Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLWfGXWCEka
"Reflections That Do Not Return"60Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡoHx6MvS8t3
When the mirror shattered, time fractured with it.60Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6aTapKiGz6
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.60Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhgwsP3DQgO
"Are these… all me?"60Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrB6gWisQpL
His voice wavered in the still air, unsure whether he was questioning the mirror—or the fractured soul it reflected.60Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡemL5JAnOhQ
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.60Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUDRKM9y398
"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."60Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3pVrIKJyvI
He gazed down at the scattered fragments.Each one led to a future that could never return to the beginning.60Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfKOhbCwmG0
"And if I choose nothing?" he asked, barely audible.60Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzCR4FvXqKR
"Then you'll remain trapped here—in this fracture—until the next cycle calls you back."60Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3H6mqm1REn
Silence again.60Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHBwjkaIxKm
And then, softly, he said:60Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡC3XHbvKjEh
"I don't want to wake again—Not if waking means forgetting her."60Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcEzNE1hEfz
The mirror flickered.60Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrbMXtT4Uni
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."60Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡV67SsLx0ER
It was her voice—Li An-Qing.60Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmZpyqsgOJg
It was the eternity hidden within Friday.60Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCtkzvgkwjP
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.60Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCPbnMUra9W
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.60Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvvKBaQl9O2
He knelt, picking up the fallen shard.In its surface, memory stirred—not his, but sharp enough to cut.60Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLFsAmyQ0wG
"He said he'd come back… He promised me."60Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhUl4omxCPH
It was Yang An-Ting's voice—young, certain, heartbreakingly full of hope.60Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQ1qYYBXQyL
Another fragment reflected Li An-Qing, standing at the edge of an abandoned railway.A timestamp flickered in her eyes:2025.2.19 // 28:0160Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ791PXvi80s
She whispered,60Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaNcq15TYvr
"Memory isn't for forgetting. It's for choosing."60Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsRgGFMFijQ
Something inside him pulled—gently at first, then with force.A sorrowful gravity.60Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡs32fV7Aone
The kind that lived in her voice,in her silence,in every name lost to time.60Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlha4PcqYAb
"Then how do I choose?" he asked—not to the mirror, but to everything.60Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaKzwGuz1g7
"Choice," the voice answered from beyond the glass,"isn't an answer. It's a cost."60Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5Tx0LvVrrU
He opened his eyes.The fracture was pushing him toward a precipice—an end written long ago but never read aloud.60Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡoPd6Nv3BSS
"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?"60Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMmFXnt5kic
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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."60Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRXZUroVl7R
"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."60Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRkLmoBaTIX
He stood between the mirror and the rift,Behind him, the remnants of the past.Before him, an exit with no name.60Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxesJnlAdNV
"If I can't be him, and I can't remain only myself… then what's left?"60Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡp8nJ35EDjV
"Memory,"they said together.60Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0mvP5093hh
Not a name.Not an identity.But something heavier—something that could pierce through time itself.60Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsWdbCpssBX
If names could be forgotten, then let them fade.If identities could collapse, then stop defining them.60Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnxPXRJaMIW
"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."60Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNBKi80oxdD
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.60Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRnlI8KBpLq
It was the third route.60Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrbkjT66zap
Not back.Not in circles.But—60Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVglBU91bi3
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