the voice echoed softly, almost accusing."But why do I still feel like two people inside the same body?"18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡL6LaxWrv8u
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?18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡz9QqjL1VON
"I remember your memories," he whispered, fingertips brushing against the cold glass."But they don't belong to me. Not really."18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpobFf9GU0M
From within, a reply surfaced—not spoken aloud, but felt like an echo threading through his veins.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkfe7cMBzFx
"Then whose life did you live during those 281 days?"18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgSAwKxFhBD
He didn't answer.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWliLFBtf8R
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.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhw9c0cKDG9
"Do you remember the rooftop? The rain?"the voice inside pressed."That was my fear. My ending. And now it's become yours."18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDfgjYd0WSf
He turned away. The room behind him was dim, dust suspended in unmoving air. Nothing had shifted since he woke—yet everything had changed.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡK3qMG25u8F
"They said integration would bring peace," he muttered."But this… this feels like exile. I can't go back. I can't move forward."18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJNlyfpXrCL
"Then choose."18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFZtEdqxcoN
The whisper again. No longer from within—but from just behind. He didn't turn. He knew nothing would be there. And yet—18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCxWsA9NAHk
"Choose who you want to remain."18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnPTEpjssBN
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.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ53tzrhFYB0
"What if I don't want to be either?"he asked the air, voice hoarse.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0Z5XF4ahwG
"Then become what only you can be—""The memory that survives the collapse."18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡj6tCwr3vnL
The mirror cracked.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlAPmIKibQ7
Not from pressure, not from sound.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvQkLucI60Y
From time.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGa5VUDoALN
And as the fracture split his reflection in two, he realized:18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ67raBTB6Dg
They had never truly been separate.And now, they could never truly merge.They would simply continue—18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMi4ObMXxzP
Layered.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLpwv38unDd
Fragmented.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡr1GLCxaRDY
Echoing.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsBpcLFOnnK
"Reflections That Do Not Return"18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgL8aUTqhyY
When the mirror shattered, time fractured with it.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnGZgQkhm2p
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.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkQVaJoGTFH
"Are these… all me?"18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSBnpUOBueQ
His voice wavered in the still air, unsure whether he was questioning the mirror—or the fractured soul it reflected.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyLs9F8TSeG
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.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYrBj6Ro7Ia
"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."18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdPe97qYbmv
He gazed down at the scattered fragments.Each one led to a future that could never return to the beginning.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0xXFxtcKMU
"And if I choose nothing?" he asked, barely audible.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgD8f7UwVuA
"Then you'll remain trapped here—in this fracture—until the next cycle calls you back."18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOhrBR2naOr
Silence again.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcG4qmU2Mnp
And then, softly, he said:18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFhMzBVYINv
"I don't want to wake again—Not if waking means forgetting her."18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFYGjop0mbp
The mirror flickered.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvfo2oXi9Yn
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."18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ54Sbq5hJet
It was her voice—Li An-Qing.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSgKOLJmSEB
It was the eternity hidden within Friday.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsdYGZDKVnQ
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.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ70sdAKHdaI
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.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWyPL19CxQO
He knelt, picking up the fallen shard.In its surface, memory stirred—not his, but sharp enough to cut.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6YgS5jFU2D
"He said he'd come back… He promised me."18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQYCMCul1Uk
It was Yang An-Ting's voice—young, certain, heartbreakingly full of hope.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡu6UkQLB8iW
Another fragment reflected Li An-Qing, standing at the edge of an abandoned railway.A timestamp flickered in her eyes:2025.2.19 // 28:0118Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxkBYt1wlEC
She whispered,18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡW8DZ6eYzWA
"Memory isn't for forgetting. It's for choosing."18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIFyYbnFTh6
Something inside him pulled—gently at first, then with force.A sorrowful gravity.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuqAC2VPIcM
The kind that lived in her voice,in her silence,in every name lost to time.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhfqt4UB0Q0
"Then how do I choose?" he asked—not to the mirror, but to everything.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡoZhWvEAZfW
"Choice," the voice answered from beyond the glass,"isn't an answer. It's a cost."18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3z4z6Dk0Ma
He opened his eyes.The fracture was pushing him toward a precipice—an end written long ago but never read aloud.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡk7ErDzthdp
"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?"18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMPYOFsHRPQ
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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."18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡETflApaX6w
"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."18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQLA8BFBA55
He stood between the mirror and the rift,Behind him, the remnants of the past.Before him, an exit with no name.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJrObvqQHZI
"If I can't be him, and I can't remain only myself… then what's left?"18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡelTzzhCRtH
"Memory,"they said together.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡd3OfnX5j3p
Not a name.Not an identity.But something heavier—something that could pierce through time itself.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9zhrpIyTGa
If names could be forgotten, then let them fade.If identities could collapse, then stop defining them.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEUpJDJX9Gf
"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."18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPiPybiJf3V
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.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ13WQ6tkFYz
It was the third route.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfJTe8yNN37
Not back.Not in circles.But—18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ91kgcRBCoG
Toward a future unnamed.
Penana
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