the voice echoed softly, almost accusing."But why do I still feel like two people inside the same body?"140Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRWxJ1s8SBN
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?140Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMJNykJPN54
"I remember your memories," he whispered, fingertips brushing against the cold glass."But they don't belong to me. Not really."140Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡm61mixPdoj
From within, a reply surfaced—not spoken aloud, but felt like an echo threading through his veins.140Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2mUPmyybAx
"Then whose life did you live during those 281 days?"140Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtFLnYkP1Po
He didn't answer.140Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKc1pczZ5mT
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.140Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ54OxFNKY1d
"Do you remember the rooftop? The rain?"the voice inside pressed."That was my fear. My ending. And now it's become yours."140Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTaRv6Xv94h
He turned away. The room behind him was dim, dust suspended in unmoving air. Nothing had shifted since he woke—yet everything had changed.140Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3aROBGuO66
"They said integration would bring peace," he muttered."But this… this feels like exile. I can't go back. I can't move forward."140Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkyNjnhzW4u
"Then choose."140Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ549h5IgmOe
The whisper again. No longer from within—but from just behind. He didn't turn. He knew nothing would be there. And yet—140Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKVpdFwyR1X
"Choose who you want to remain."140Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhOnpjNep0e
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.140Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡl50pHqMqMl
"What if I don't want to be either?"he asked the air, voice hoarse.140Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6qQCKz90hL
"Then become what only you can be—""The memory that survives the collapse."140Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6KC5wehQAs
The mirror cracked.140Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡye7nJM7vON
Not from pressure, not from sound.140Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡggKf50sLwm
From time.140Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAf5E3wSYbP
And as the fracture split his reflection in two, he realized:140Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOdHZwLhVkZ
They had never truly been separate.And now, they could never truly merge.They would simply continue—140Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3tYQy8kJPl
Layered.140Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPB3pyFwo6S
Fragmented.140Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5Kv31msSKS
Echoing.140Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfQc24VaA8W
"Reflections That Do Not Return"140Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡETDQ7MpXRt
When the mirror shattered, time fractured with it.140Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVZ5bNBvM0f
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.140Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyAZc3O9nao
"Are these… all me?"140Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4XTga1S0Bw
His voice wavered in the still air, unsure whether he was questioning the mirror—or the fractured soul it reflected.140Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnb14PoY4Fr
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.140Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1BUFzKwZkY
"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."140Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzUw1hWNZOw
He gazed down at the scattered fragments.Each one led to a future that could never return to the beginning.140Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOC3W1NNFay
"And if I choose nothing?" he asked, barely audible.140Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSQxtdAyHcw
"Then you'll remain trapped here—in this fracture—until the next cycle calls you back."140Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRUHFXSucrz
Silence again.140Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAVdzvUFPQg
And then, softly, he said:140Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDUfTz5XECP
"I don't want to wake again—Not if waking means forgetting her."140Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡe1dF8vt8z5
The mirror flickered.140Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVpeukSO9qZ
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."140Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡA9W5xg2ACC
It was her voice—Li An-Qing.140Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡidafRSBZsZ
It was the eternity hidden within Friday.140Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOVAytoFQpD
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.140Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡA7WYxdJSX9
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.140Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5ofDlvHy1N
He knelt, picking up the fallen shard.In its surface, memory stirred—not his, but sharp enough to cut.140Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡeyCpjo0AkA
"He said he'd come back… He promised me."140Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJB76MhxdJr
It was Yang An-Ting's voice—young, certain, heartbreakingly full of hope.140Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzHzIHmY29v
Another fragment reflected Li An-Qing, standing at the edge of an abandoned railway.A timestamp flickered in her eyes:2025.2.19 // 28:01140Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZWOWMt7UFm
She whispered,140Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡo9nSOP8Fa4
"Memory isn't for forgetting. It's for choosing."140Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2K2X9edebw
Something inside him pulled—gently at first, then with force.A sorrowful gravity.140Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAc9jo6Edbx
The kind that lived in her voice,in her silence,in every name lost to time.140Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1SSRM3KvWH
"Then how do I choose?" he asked—not to the mirror, but to everything.140Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVkAujR3J2k
"Choice," the voice answered from beyond the glass,"isn't an answer. It's a cost."140Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwJi26ZOraW
He opened his eyes.The fracture was pushing him toward a precipice—an end written long ago but never read aloud.140Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwTVR5RvNe7
"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?"140Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7zWdvTDzxj
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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."140Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOoRGQiXBAL
"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."140Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlXMIH1VDGM
He stood between the mirror and the rift,Behind him, the remnants of the past.Before him, an exit with no name.140Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡx7dcwt6NlH
"If I can't be him, and I can't remain only myself… then what's left?"140Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOM2f95v0dN
"Memory,"they said together.140Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡl2WH5yl3aY
Not a name.Not an identity.But something heavier—something that could pierce through time itself.140Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSpxWriEfOm
If names could be forgotten, then let them fade.If identities could collapse, then stop defining them.140Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡiDueNOsSgg
"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."140Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrrXObZbEU4
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.140Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMPEQWbMEdp
It was the third route.140Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1XKDKHMuEg
Not back.Not in circles.But—140Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMPUvmiX8GR
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