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the voice echoed softly, almost accusing."But why do I still feel like two people inside the same body?"37Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZw7rerHbNY
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?37Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhGEjJneF67
"I remember your memories," he whispered, fingertips brushing against the cold glass."But they don't belong to me. Not really."37Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0bgpeEd2Ar
From within, a reply surfaced—not spoken aloud, but felt like an echo threading through his veins.37Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZjmY4bsz1m
"Then whose life did you live during those 281 days?"37Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ327ukWkjIs
He didn't answer.37Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbwL3TAsNr3
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.37Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNQnTh5gO6R
"Do you remember the rooftop? The rain?"the voice inside pressed."That was my fear. My ending. And now it's become yours."37Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡc9tN1w558f
He turned away. The room behind him was dim, dust suspended in unmoving air. Nothing had shifted since he woke—yet everything had changed.37Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSgcxziPhAu
"They said integration would bring peace," he muttered."But this… this feels like exile. I can't go back. I can't move forward."37Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqNKOZPU5YK
"Then choose."37Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡF3ZfKeOP0R
The whisper again. No longer from within—but from just behind. He didn't turn. He knew nothing would be there. And yet—37Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDLuSroWJcI
"Choose who you want to remain."37Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaEIr0C7djT
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.37Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4JS5YJ6Ko2
"What if I don't want to be either?"he asked the air, voice hoarse.37Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlN0ccDMYci
"Then become what only you can be—""The memory that survives the collapse."37Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdtXr1zF2SD
The mirror cracked.37Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡG3cCImXJM1
Not from pressure, not from sound.37Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEkW3XdQwZt
From time.37Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡt7mzrg9EFT
And as the fracture split his reflection in two, he realized:37Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkYIQ8jcQte
They had never truly been separate.And now, they could never truly merge.They would simply continue—37Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6w6tbdyrbC
Layered.37Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkArKBiPK1V
Fragmented.37Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2JAK35iCPO
Echoing.37Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfcA8G61M8J
"Reflections That Do Not Return"37Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXvxvD5UqJS
When the mirror shattered, time fractured with it.37Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXgz2Ehw0Kf
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.37Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfT5PaqnT42
"Are these… all me?"37Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNROGV6qLFy
His voice wavered in the still air, unsure whether he was questioning the mirror—or the fractured soul it reflected.37Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUNEaejCR7T
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.37Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyuqi6EykQZ
"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."37Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAAv3kDoJbS
He gazed down at the scattered fragments.Each one led to a future that could never return to the beginning.37Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBPUVC1ltUF
"And if I choose nothing?" he asked, barely audible.37Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjTgpWTfwe2
"Then you'll remain trapped here—in this fracture—until the next cycle calls you back."37Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFTgvxr2wCo
Silence again.37Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBSQoYXzrrP
And then, softly, he said:37Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlrWAzpsItR
"I don't want to wake again—Not if waking means forgetting her."37Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTs5P47jVIo
The mirror flickered.37Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡu0YjgaNm0e
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."37Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWk3WXnasZs
It was her voice—Li An-Qing.37Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbAF06zxCxo
It was the eternity hidden within Friday.37Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8kbiT47t3e
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.37Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡu3UuWJjV2y
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.37Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7WRlkSaxCb
He knelt, picking up the fallen shard.In its surface, memory stirred—not his, but sharp enough to cut.37Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgfcHbRAx06
"He said he'd come back… He promised me."37Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXx4FjWTW3z
It was Yang An-Ting's voice—young, certain, heartbreakingly full of hope.37Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqPukX9uO2O
Another fragment reflected Li An-Qing, standing at the edge of an abandoned railway.A timestamp flickered in her eyes:2025.2.19 // 28:0137Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAWVi8dQH7m
She whispered,37Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡx9sohwFdd1
"Memory isn't for forgetting. It's for choosing."37Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqRjGkFGsZh
Something inside him pulled—gently at first, then with force.A sorrowful gravity.37Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVH117O1LgT
The kind that lived in her voice,in her silence,in every name lost to time.37Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡi0FjedDZM7
"Then how do I choose?" he asked—not to the mirror, but to everything.37Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMWiHNKnicv
"Choice," the voice answered from beyond the glass,"isn't an answer. It's a cost."37Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOCoCuqMpfo
He opened his eyes.The fracture was pushing him toward a precipice—an end written long ago but never read aloud.37Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3V4aEGXptq
"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?"37Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVmMGICHsRr
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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."37Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2Q7MCJ1roH
"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."37Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsDvQei2rJz
He stood between the mirror and the rift,Behind him, the remnants of the past.Before him, an exit with no name.37Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZtYuXYAYUu
"If I can't be him, and I can't remain only myself… then what's left?"37Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUAIAAycNLz
"Memory,"they said together.37Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8ks9PcVQQs
Not a name.Not an identity.But something heavier—something that could pierce through time itself.37Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKstXkMGMMn
If names could be forgotten, then let them fade.If identities could collapse, then stop defining them.37Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUGHStm2SxA
"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."37Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡal0IPc4lkR
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.37Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxk99hkESm6
It was the third route.37Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡU9k5hZF6IX
Not back.Not in circles.But—37Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpG2lRR1Mtp
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