Courtyard House: My Long and Hard Body Makes Me Play with All the Women in the Courtyard

“Not just them.” The little girl reached out and touched Su Ting’s face. “You too.”

Su Ting's expression shifted slightly.

A faint sound of spatial cracking came from the air, and a pale finger pierced through the void, slowly falling.

The little girl looked up, her voice like a bell:

"She is coming."

Su Ting's expression changed drastically: "You woke her up faster than I expected."

Chenxi struggled to her feet, brandishing her battle axe: "Fuck her mother, which crazy woman is it now?!"

Su Ting looked up at the sky with a gloomy expression: "It seems that the war of the Dream Guardians... has only just begun."

"Run!" Su Ting whispered. "Don't look back into her eyes."

But the little girl stood there, looking up at the crack in the sky, a bitter smile playing on her lips:

"She's already looking at me."

In the distance, a figure draped in a gray cloak slowly descended, stepping on the wind chimes atop the clock tower.

With each step, the bell tolls once, as if announcing the return of some ancient era.

Chu Mo gritted his teeth and said, "Damn it, why does this woman look so familiar?"

The little girl smiled:

"She is a name we have all forgotten—Yi Ren."

The woman in gray landed lightly and lifted her hood.

It was a face that was both familiar and unfamiliar.

She looked at Su Ting, her gaze sharp as a knife:

"You really did... bring her back."

Su Ting replied in a low voice, "To make up for the mistake."

The woman smiled softly, but her smile was as cold as ice.

"But you have forgotten our vow."

She approached the little girl step by step:

"The dream cannot end. Those who awaken must die."

The little girl looked up and stared directly into her eyes:

“I remember the vow.”

She slowly raised her arm:

"So this time—I will see it through to the end."

The woman in gray stopped in her tracks, a complex emotion flashing in her eyes.

The atmosphere was so tense that the air seemed to freeze.

The little girl spoke, and her last words echoed throughout the collapsed city:

"My dear, do you still remember our names?"

Chapter 1145 You actually still remember

The woman in gray slowly raised her hand, her fingertips trembling slightly in the wind.

Her eyes became complicated, as if there was a sound of something being torn apart from the depths of her memory.

"A name?" she murmured. "You actually remember it?"

The little girl smiled slightly: "I've never forgotten."

Su Ting frowned and said in a low voice, "Hurry, time is running out. She's wavering... but it won't be long."

Su Ting suddenly looked up, a cold glint in his eyes: "You wouldn't listen when I told you to run, and now you want me to stay and fight to the death? Have you lost your mind?!"

“Brother Su,” Su Ting said calmly, “don’t you want to know what really happened? The Dream Guardians’ war, the Court of Judgment, why we’re trapped in this prison of consciousness… there’s only one reason you can’t remember—we’ve all forgotten each other’s names.”

A deep echo reverberated in the air, like the sound of an ancient bell reverberating once more throughout the dream space.

“The name…” she murmured, her eyes flickering between light and shadow, “You shouldn’t have mentioned that name.”

Chenxi stared wide-eyed at everyone, "Wait, wait a minute, someone explain to me what this is?! I'm just a regular soldier, suddenly transported here and thrown into this hallucinatory place that's like a mental hospital, and I still don't understand who killed my brother..."

“That’s yourself,” Yi Ren suddenly said coldly.

Chenxi's expression changed drastically, "Fuck your mother!"

“That’s right.” Yi Ren stared at him coldly. “You killed the person you loved most, and you killed yourself. And you chose to forget with pain. This is your only way of responding to your memories.”

The Dawn Battle Axe was driven deep into the ground, and his fist clenched so tightly it made a cracking sound.

Chu Mo sneered from the side: "Let's put it bluntly, we're all sinners, right? Then what gives you the right to stand up and accuse anyone? Who do you think you are, God or the judge?!"

Her gaze slowly turned to him, her eyes as cold as ice spikes piercing his heart: "Because the first question you asked your inner demon was, 'Why am I not the happiest one?' Instead—'How can I keep the woman who loves me alive?'"

Chu Mo's face turned deathly pale instantly.

The girl said softly, "She's right."

Everyone was stunned.

"She is not the judge, she is the guardian. And I... am the one who breaks the deadlock."

Su Ting took a deep breath: "You said you would fulfill your vow. But what is this vow?"

“This vow…” The girl raised her head, her face no longer bearing that innocent and harmless smile, but rather an almost divine tranquility and steadfastness, “is to never again let anyone in my dreams be trapped in the past.”

"Heh..." Yi Ren chuckled softly, but her laughter was filled with bitterness. "How ridiculous. You were the one who set the seal, and now you're the one who has to break it? Aren't you afraid... that once that thing awakens, none of us will be able to control it?"

“Control?” The girl smiled bitterly. “I don’t intend to control it. I just want it to see the truth.”

The wind chimes at the top of the clock tower rang again, their sound clear and melodious, carrying a power that did not belong to this world.

Su Ting frowned: "What is it? It sounds complicated."

“It’s the root of our lost memories,” the girl replied calmly.

At this moment, she finally took her first step and walked towards them.

Su Ting stepped between her and the girl, and said in a deep voice, "You remember that last battle, don't you? You said that if you failed, you would sleep forever. If you succeeded, you would bring them home."

Chapter 1146 Why did I wake up?

“But you failed,” the girl added.

The woman gazed silently at the little girl for a long time before slowly uttering a sentence that moved everyone:

"Yes, I failed. So I fell into a deep sleep. But why did you... wake up? I had already taken all the blame for you."

The girl reached out and gently grasped the man's wrist.

"Because I promised someone... no matter what happens, I would make sure he sees the sunrise tomorrow."

As soon as he finished speaking, the fifth coffin began to tremble again.

The little girl inside opened her eyes!

Her eyes were empty and lifeless, her lips moved slowly, uttering a few words:

"I am a prisoner of dreams... and also your shared choice."

All light and shadow shattered completely at this moment, and the five people were drawn into a vortex, their consciousness violently pulled apart as they continued to fall, fall, and fall again...

Until a muffled voice rang in my ears—

"Wake up... wake up!"

Su Ting suddenly opened his eyes in the darkness and found himself lying in the back seat of a speeding black sports car.

The city lights outside the car window flickered, and the air was humid and stuffy.

This is not a dream world.

This is reality.

But when he turned around, he found that only he and the driver were in the car; the little girl and the others had disappeared.

His heart sank.

Just then, the driver's voice slowly rang out from the front seat:

"Don't be nervous, Mr. Lin, this is just another storyline... We will meet again at the right time."

"Who are you?!" Su Ting asked warily.

The driver turned around and smiled, revealing a pair of familiar eyes.

Those eyes had witnessed countless cycles of life and death, and they had also witnessed the night when the five of them first stepped into the dream world.

"Well..." he smiled, "I'm a storyteller."