the voice echoed softly, almost accusing."But why do I still feel like two people inside the same body?"16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHV7x3AgWPH
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?16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡU1GwdCdZPh
"I remember your memories," he whispered, fingertips brushing against the cold glass."But they don't belong to me. Not really."16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1mUUZSYpgG
From within, a reply surfaced—not spoken aloud, but felt like an echo threading through his veins.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpjZhR2ZbG5
"Then whose life did you live during those 281 days?"16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡekhzCgbELq
He didn't answer.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2GZnF2yvY1
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.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡoHafMoK2yX
"Do you remember the rooftop? The rain?"the voice inside pressed."That was my fear. My ending. And now it's become yours."16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡX0hNuNIvuH
He turned away. The room behind him was dim, dust suspended in unmoving air. Nothing had shifted since he woke—yet everything had changed.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6UGHjFyRHS
"They said integration would bring peace," he muttered."But this… this feels like exile. I can't go back. I can't move forward."16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqQ2cyrxzZc
"Then choose."16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡarckgDfNA1
The whisper again. No longer from within—but from just behind. He didn't turn. He knew nothing would be there. And yet—16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZnoTZs4KnD
"Choose who you want to remain."16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡe0E7cwetfE
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.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡW8DPrUEygk
"What if I don't want to be either?"he asked the air, voice hoarse.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMP3lbhCAOJ
"Then become what only you can be—""The memory that survives the collapse."16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQs7bAsyhoP
The mirror cracked.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxaCGFaNVAc
Not from pressure, not from sound.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTyJ8OOiT9D
From time.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4vNgtYNn2s
And as the fracture split his reflection in two, he realized:16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7lVjC5tCnz
They had never truly been separate.And now, they could never truly merge.They would simply continue—16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGfamuyptmC
Layered.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡk07p0wRaKv
Fragmented.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ523UW4O15Z
Echoing.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8nyFrYy0zM
"Reflections That Do Not Return"16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡD2UHIpTGKS
When the mirror shattered, time fractured with it.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEd2iyP4JBj
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.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZ2TZyrNKlV
"Are these… all me?"16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmckUSP8YQD
His voice wavered in the still air, unsure whether he was questioning the mirror—or the fractured soul it reflected.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡabD5WGKTvf
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.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡu9KN2Ep9Dy
"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."16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzwpAGdntHw
He gazed down at the scattered fragments.Each one led to a future that could never return to the beginning.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKa3FJAPhdy
"And if I choose nothing?" he asked, barely audible.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcwQVAvXp1A
"Then you'll remain trapped here—in this fracture—until the next cycle calls you back."16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡW7ue5OiBnb
Silence again.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHly5vtjqYR
And then, softly, he said:16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaBJEnGbhF9
"I don't want to wake again—Not if waking means forgetting her."16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡp9nTpW9aKd
The mirror flickered.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEWG3GHHlIi
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."16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡiUmtWcqxgn
It was her voice—Li An-Qing.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡi9nA27Drr7
It was the eternity hidden within Friday.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ18ugdi46Wb
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.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuXNkynSWpa
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.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlguVbBwhOn
He knelt, picking up the fallen shard.In its surface, memory stirred—not his, but sharp enough to cut.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDyWMIGqrJ0
"He said he'd come back… He promised me."16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIFumkqT6e7
It was Yang An-Ting's voice—young, certain, heartbreakingly full of hope.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqiiU589l9A
Another fragment reflected Li An-Qing, standing at the edge of an abandoned railway.A timestamp flickered in her eyes:2025.2.19 // 28:0116Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWAPFMZiD8K
She whispered,16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwYfOa4zufP
"Memory isn't for forgetting. It's for choosing."16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRdaj9Y5eNz
Something inside him pulled—gently at first, then with force.A sorrowful gravity.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0N1hvyCG92
The kind that lived in her voice,in her silence,in every name lost to time.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡga3pU2VAq2
"Then how do I choose?" he asked—not to the mirror, but to everything.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmSNjCXgWdo
"Choice," the voice answered from beyond the glass,"isn't an answer. It's a cost."16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4x5OHqNcVt
He opened his eyes.The fracture was pushing him toward a precipice—an end written long ago but never read aloud.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVxqHZxjnVn
"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?"16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXcQBUKu92j
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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."16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqTRS6WWt51
"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."16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡy21qVrMOmz
He stood between the mirror and the rift,Behind him, the remnants of the past.Before him, an exit with no name.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgVemUyimWI
"If I can't be him, and I can't remain only myself… then what's left?"16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzApCk7GjJB
"Memory,"they said together.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡu3diWvSr70
Not a name.Not an identity.But something heavier—something that could pierce through time itself.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhwstOdeN4C
If names could be forgotten, then let them fade.If identities could collapse, then stop defining them.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrUFAOpCbS3
"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."16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQwBiS3aWMp
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.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0KaSW4MjW3
It was the third route.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIC8s7Ufns6
Not back.Not in circles.But—16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡS8eGNPDu60
Toward a future unnamed.
Penana
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