the voice echoed softly, almost accusing."But why do I still feel like two people inside the same body?"22Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡiorfJA30mt
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?22Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBujVZiNkP4
"I remember your memories," he whispered, fingertips brushing against the cold glass."But they don't belong to me. Not really."22Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMzQwhH13y7
From within, a reply surfaced—not spoken aloud, but felt like an echo threading through his veins.22Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkayJXJNeTl
"Then whose life did you live during those 281 days?"22Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsemySDeREi
He didn't answer.22Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYMM9RgRZxU
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.22Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPve5xVr6vX
"Do you remember the rooftop? The rain?"the voice inside pressed."That was my fear. My ending. And now it's become yours."22Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXFr6B78ZMF
He turned away. The room behind him was dim, dust suspended in unmoving air. Nothing had shifted since he woke—yet everything had changed.22Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPYxiOtYnm9
"They said integration would bring peace," he muttered."But this… this feels like exile. I can't go back. I can't move forward."22Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHozEB9b4uQ
"Then choose."22Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBvCcb1ou2f
The whisper again. No longer from within—but from just behind. He didn't turn. He knew nothing would be there. And yet—22Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡb6j904yP7A
"Choose who you want to remain."22Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLfQdl3BFEM
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.22Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDs9cu28OlE
"What if I don't want to be either?"he asked the air, voice hoarse.22Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrL2ntRAlnU
"Then become what only you can be—""The memory that survives the collapse."22Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1G22IXzgew
The mirror cracked.22Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡP0xCQ4RPXH
Not from pressure, not from sound.22Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfY8fDsLTOU
From time.22Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgKYffj9kzw
And as the fracture split his reflection in two, he realized:22Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFzuOseZbfi
They had never truly been separate.And now, they could never truly merge.They would simply continue—22Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡziMfktzEKT
Layered.22Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbzS4qFeiwo
Fragmented.22Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡD5BSJ674aA
Echoing.22Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡt322e8MD7I
"Reflections That Do Not Return"22Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQNR3pQTE6f
When the mirror shattered, time fractured with it.22Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtx6aeFBXTg
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.22Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ80bMKQCJPs
"Are these… all me?"22Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡueNaQ8d2MW
His voice wavered in the still air, unsure whether he was questioning the mirror—or the fractured soul it reflected.22Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEECtkWtvDy
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.22Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrg68pK4L3E
"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."22Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuset57EqJS
He gazed down at the scattered fragments.Each one led to a future that could never return to the beginning.22Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVoi8GbspA7
"And if I choose nothing?" he asked, barely audible.22Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkKOgFFE11u
"Then you'll remain trapped here—in this fracture—until the next cycle calls you back."22Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡy90J7p1SJZ
Silence again.22Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjeymiDIOGA
And then, softly, he said:22Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDHXE3lo4Cj
"I don't want to wake again—Not if waking means forgetting her."22Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcKXpQPUsOC
The mirror flickered.22Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTovI8BJ8gI
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."22Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyhQR9QmwEt
It was her voice—Li An-Qing.22Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6aJ27inN0N
It was the eternity hidden within Friday.22Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDT3PWaXy7f
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.22Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡymJraRATVL
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.22Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSAcAN9Z4aP
He knelt, picking up the fallen shard.In its surface, memory stirred—not his, but sharp enough to cut.22Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuh2MQzhxyc
"He said he'd come back… He promised me."22Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡn5RKQXbnjH
It was Yang An-Ting's voice—young, certain, heartbreakingly full of hope.22Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRRq5wJBXnX
Another fragment reflected Li An-Qing, standing at the edge of an abandoned railway.A timestamp flickered in her eyes:2025.2.19 // 28:0122Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLbBaHT90tQ
She whispered,22Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9s3bVC0iqi
"Memory isn't for forgetting. It's for choosing."22Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡX2nMt98HEm
Something inside him pulled—gently at first, then with force.A sorrowful gravity.22Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWY7cSDbxKT
The kind that lived in her voice,in her silence,in every name lost to time.22Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUIKP9Rhq72
"Then how do I choose?" he asked—not to the mirror, but to everything.22Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdKYKnUtFrB
"Choice," the voice answered from beyond the glass,"isn't an answer. It's a cost."22Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡm5lQndgkHD
He opened his eyes.The fracture was pushing him toward a precipice—an end written long ago but never read aloud.22Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhC2Q5H9ooG
"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?"22Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwWIdXUZdHl
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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."22Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6S4zW7VO9N
"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."22Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxQHQNK4vr4
He stood between the mirror and the rift,Behind him, the remnants of the past.Before him, an exit with no name.22Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNLqSveQojI
"If I can't be him, and I can't remain only myself… then what's left?"22Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqvCsJpIa6P
"Memory,"they said together.22Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4IBkT1tLMT
Not a name.Not an identity.But something heavier—something that could pierce through time itself.22Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGDnVLkIEpo
If names could be forgotten, then let them fade.If identities could collapse, then stop defining them.22Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ40mkT1LK74
"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."22Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCkxjuEv50f
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.22Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡj5mHmADrVO
It was the third route.22Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8ZmNF1UAkM
Not back.Not in circles.But—22Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡExDl3Ob26D
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