the voice echoed softly, almost accusing."But why do I still feel like two people inside the same body?"13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡi48vkD64Zz
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?13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWajp5QWqpP
"I remember your memories," he whispered, fingertips brushing against the cold glass."But they don't belong to me. Not really."13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFwLnqTAScX
From within, a reply surfaced—not spoken aloud, but felt like an echo threading through his veins.13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbZA25wLGIn
"Then whose life did you live during those 281 days?"13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpgI5wQy1Kq
He didn't answer.13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTEgROsfYHK
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.13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHV8Y2eBSq1
"Do you remember the rooftop? The rain?"the voice inside pressed."That was my fear. My ending. And now it's become yours."13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqbiqvZfnEQ
He turned away. The room behind him was dim, dust suspended in unmoving air. Nothing had shifted since he woke—yet everything had changed.13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpMzR4Kfgut
"They said integration would bring peace," he muttered."But this… this feels like exile. I can't go back. I can't move forward."13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAuum3jwdUH
"Then choose."13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡU3s1MrcULL
The whisper again. No longer from within—but from just behind. He didn't turn. He knew nothing would be there. And yet—13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTu1y25QOVN
"Choose who you want to remain."13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNQWMQZxOIx
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.13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDLu0YYRi0U
"What if I don't want to be either?"he asked the air, voice hoarse.13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQolaUhnuCH
"Then become what only you can be—""The memory that survives the collapse."13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOxQs3UN0pC
The mirror cracked.13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsFQVdpUqZq
Not from pressure, not from sound.13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkagARmaIQe
From time.13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDiGQw75dRK
And as the fracture split his reflection in two, he realized:13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJxLmzilrtA
They had never truly been separate.And now, they could never truly merge.They would simply continue—13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRiecQjeeMh
Layered.13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYVyuJJpA1D
Fragmented.13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKtCKgPOt3y
Echoing.13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWS6AxIZfis
"Reflections That Do Not Return"13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡV4xfwj24RV
When the mirror shattered, time fractured with it.13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5SOwJa35Gr
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.13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ76yD80k1qb
"Are these… all me?"13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfylu2QcbxZ
His voice wavered in the still air, unsure whether he was questioning the mirror—or the fractured soul it reflected.13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRVzJOlCn9Y
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.13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjBsonDoHXg
"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."13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCLYp4KVJnO
He gazed down at the scattered fragments.Each one led to a future that could never return to the beginning.13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmcD6l8R2qR
"And if I choose nothing?" he asked, barely audible.13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDUO7hwxNk4
"Then you'll remain trapped here—in this fracture—until the next cycle calls you back."13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkQbHUKIuFp
Silence again.13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXQ9ArrzkrA
And then, softly, he said:13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRIdsmA6ZWG
"I don't want to wake again—Not if waking means forgetting her."13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ99zCxcPcsh
The mirror flickered.13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGFTyFEihne
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."13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7qoJ3Rt4Z3
It was her voice—Li An-Qing.13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡoMeruhFLNt
It was the eternity hidden within Friday.13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBElBFryogF
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.13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtn4RAcYvTi
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.13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjQwpfB7AqT
He knelt, picking up the fallen shard.In its surface, memory stirred—not his, but sharp enough to cut.13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡirWR01zXlH
"He said he'd come back… He promised me."13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWXLf4SYjcY
It was Yang An-Ting's voice—young, certain, heartbreakingly full of hope.13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrcSoPns49v
Another fragment reflected Li An-Qing, standing at the edge of an abandoned railway.A timestamp flickered in her eyes:2025.2.19 // 28:0113Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTfekTtVusC
She whispered,13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEVjTV5F4Zg
"Memory isn't for forgetting. It's for choosing."13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvLGPgj9J2R
Something inside him pulled—gently at first, then with force.A sorrowful gravity.13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCy72y4HhQL
The kind that lived in her voice,in her silence,in every name lost to time.13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGJHIDNE6j9
"Then how do I choose?" he asked—not to the mirror, but to everything.13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMF8AAQi4U9
"Choice," the voice answered from beyond the glass,"isn't an answer. It's a cost."13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZ0LO3n4FB2
He opened his eyes.The fracture was pushing him toward a precipice—an end written long ago but never read aloud.13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbrN2UX5AZK
"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?"13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡoTO3ECBYhp
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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."13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNOi5FaPSSb
"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."13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6y7yKbW3pj
He stood between the mirror and the rift,Behind him, the remnants of the past.Before him, an exit with no name.13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7clwgW9PQr
"If I can't be him, and I can't remain only myself… then what's left?"13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJDfFGQqLKX
"Memory,"they said together.13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡayWiOgNnaU
Not a name.Not an identity.But something heavier—something that could pierce through time itself.13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmVC5YntRPD
If names could be forgotten, then let them fade.If identities could collapse, then stop defining them.13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1WJDbymCBn
"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."13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrgDgvwQxuc
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.13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3iJm3HRfc0
It was the third route.13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8OIr0SQWSX
Not back.Not in circles.But—13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbIzLKx6c0m
Toward a future unnamed.
Penana
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