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the voice echoed softly, almost accusing."But why do I still feel like two people inside the same body?"44Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDTwpO7WXni
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?44Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡObL5GD8d1L
"I remember your memories," he whispered, fingertips brushing against the cold glass."But they don't belong to me. Not really."44Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡT6J4fAuHw3
From within, a reply surfaced—not spoken aloud, but felt like an echo threading through his veins.44Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlERexPRFUm
"Then whose life did you live during those 281 days?"44Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWAEIuTGG9u
He didn't answer.44Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFXPaoiZiQA
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.44Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQClZjQWLlx
"Do you remember the rooftop? The rain?"the voice inside pressed."That was my fear. My ending. And now it's become yours."44Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0W3OjKCjGJ
He turned away. The room behind him was dim, dust suspended in unmoving air. Nothing had shifted since he woke—yet everything had changed.44Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡM0aj2Zk3rN
"They said integration would bring peace," he muttered."But this… this feels like exile. I can't go back. I can't move forward."44Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9QPRkxPfcW
"Then choose."44Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡq87L0MMbEv
The whisper again. No longer from within—but from just behind. He didn't turn. He knew nothing would be there. And yet—44Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqzxOlD1DGw
"Choose who you want to remain."44Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2owBz1GtFm
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.44Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnbHBHHsitq
"What if I don't want to be either?"he asked the air, voice hoarse.44Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVBVz4ja7y0
"Then become what only you can be—""The memory that survives the collapse."44Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcCtRfxwUtA
The mirror cracked.44Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJoCbT2Nm18
Not from pressure, not from sound.44Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3we7K6qdCr
From time.44Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVJyxfyU1ms
And as the fracture split his reflection in two, he realized:44Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡx906upF7en
They had never truly been separate.And now, they could never truly merge.They would simply continue—44Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3SQZzx01ah
Layered.44Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1flzaY1vng
Fragmented.44Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuJuR6bq4T7
Echoing.44Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWWoqj2ajjC
"Reflections That Do Not Return"44Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBlOnGxfWAN
When the mirror shattered, time fractured with it.44Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrGVWm62v7c
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.44Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ136J3SwqDr
"Are these… all me?"44Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4SuZwjY0aR
His voice wavered in the still air, unsure whether he was questioning the mirror—or the fractured soul it reflected.44Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5gAjiVswKQ
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.44Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWRPHLtVuW5
"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."44Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAVP3nqtocm
He gazed down at the scattered fragments.Each one led to a future that could never return to the beginning.44Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWeYKa3C3pK
"And if I choose nothing?" he asked, barely audible.44Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtvYPjEkKah
"Then you'll remain trapped here—in this fracture—until the next cycle calls you back."44Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZxhps7pzvf
Silence again.44Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrlhModI5Kx
And then, softly, he said:44Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZLCY7TRhjo
"I don't want to wake again—Not if waking means forgetting her."44Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqtVhf7YaJv
The mirror flickered.44Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7jZEFaFYQf
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."44Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8s0OoKmDjK
It was her voice—Li An-Qing.44Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxDFPfrbS30
It was the eternity hidden within Friday.44Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJwmNTlaEqE
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.44Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZ2xLiCMH36
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.44Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡoRV7cMUQxk
He knelt, picking up the fallen shard.In its surface, memory stirred—not his, but sharp enough to cut.44Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfcuKtTU1Gj
"He said he'd come back… He promised me."44Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqou7cH7vbV
It was Yang An-Ting's voice—young, certain, heartbreakingly full of hope.44Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡByH4lFVhjo
Another fragment reflected Li An-Qing, standing at the edge of an abandoned railway.A timestamp flickered in her eyes:2025.2.19 // 28:0144Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbNNbHz7hDK
She whispered,44Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡG9drJaPZ7G
"Memory isn't for forgetting. It's for choosing."44Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ21USV7CVSa
Something inside him pulled—gently at first, then with force.A sorrowful gravity.44Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrD5Xm7mTIy
The kind that lived in her voice,in her silence,in every name lost to time.44Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡp7YOX8FRVK
"Then how do I choose?" he asked—not to the mirror, but to everything.44Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡg2Te3tMFOd
"Choice," the voice answered from beyond the glass,"isn't an answer. It's a cost."44Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdep7qyQrhf
He opened his eyes.The fracture was pushing him toward a precipice—an end written long ago but never read aloud.44Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJtCLvz0039
"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?"44Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmFzqKQ2BED
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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."44Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFkZiwlLLS6
"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."44Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIayFn9Pdhe
He stood between the mirror and the rift,Behind him, the remnants of the past.Before him, an exit with no name.44Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡi3XCO9r5cp
"If I can't be him, and I can't remain only myself… then what's left?"44Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYI1lhWLjpJ
"Memory,"they said together.44Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡATgLGZk0Me
Not a name.Not an identity.But something heavier—something that could pierce through time itself.44Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBoFO59D3QD
If names could be forgotten, then let them fade.If identities could collapse, then stop defining them.44Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdUZwW9qbU0
"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."44Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKnTP0aTCYM
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.44Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRelISQCBj0
It was the third route.44Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdOiXDxgSuP
Not back.Not in circles.But—44Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlQqvoTXRIo
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