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

Immediately afterwards, a familiar voice rang out.

Cool and resolute:

"I promised you..."

"I'm going to take you home."

Su Ting and Lin Yin suddenly opened their eyes.

That light was the silver glow of the Key to Dreams.

At the end of the light, Lin Che's figure stood within it.

But he is the real Lin Che.

It is not an illusion of shadows.

It's not a regrettable turn of events that led to darkness.

It was the boy who once said he would go home with them.

Lin Yin burst into tears: "Lin Che..."

Lin Che stretched out his hand, still holding the letter in his palm.

"You've arrived earlier than I expected."

Su Ting stepped forward: "Are you real? Or just a nightmare...?"

Lin Che smiled, his gaze calmly falling on the two faces.

“I’m not real, and you wouldn’t have made it this far,” he said. “I’ve been waiting for you.”

Lin Yin couldn't help but rush over: "Do you remember us?"

Lin Che nodded slightly and handed over the letter in his hand.

"I remember everything about you, including that letter you dared not give me."

Lin Yin's tears welled up again.

Lin Che looked at her, his voice as gentle as the wind: "Lin Yin, thank you for not telling me about my mother's decision back then."

"If you had given me that letter back then... I might never have come back to you."

He looked at Su Ting, his eyes filled with relief: "Su Ting, do you still remember the two words I carved on the tree?"

"go home."

Su Ting nodded, clenching his fist: "I've been looking for you."

Lin Che smiled slightly, turned around and pointed to the light spot in the distance.

"Then come on."

"Nightmare hid this letter not to destroy me, but to wait for you to truly find me."

He whispered:

"Let's go to the top of the mountain."

"I want you to tell me yourselves—how we should proceed from here on out."

Su Ting and Lin Yin exchanged a glance and nodded in unison.

They held Lin Che's hand tightly as they embarked together on the mountaintop path leading to the heart of the nightmare.

The wind gradually stopped.

Lin Che turned around, looked at them, and slowly said:

"The moment I saw my mother..."

“I knew it, you really didn’t abandon me.”

Lin Yin choked up: "Lin Che, listen carefully—"

"This time, we'll go home with you."

The mountain road became increasingly steep, and the night wind, carrying a chill, swept in from all directions.

The three climbed one after the other, their steps steady and firm. Lin Che walked in front, the silver key in his hand glowing faintly, illuminating the path beneath their feet, like a gentle and ever-present firefly.

Lin Yin couldn't help but ask, "Lin Che... are you really Lin Che?"

Lin Che chuckled lightly: "Otherwise what?"

"I mean... that part of you in the darkness, the one who said he was a part of you... do you remember... him?"

Lin Che paused, his expression becoming profound: "Of course I remember."

He didn't stop, his voice soft and low in the wind: "That was indeed a part of me. I hate that weak part of myself, but I also understand—if it weren't for that fear, I wouldn't have chosen to enter the dream."

Chapter 1192 What is it?

Su Ting said slowly from behind, "Are you afraid that you'll never wake up from this dream?"

Lin Che turned to look at them, a hint of apology in his eyes: "I just... don't know how to get out of this. Sometimes the world in dreams is more real than reality. You know, my mother in my dream is still waiting for me to come home."

His voice softened, as if his emotions had been blown away by the wind.

Lin Yin bit her lip: "I'm sorry, I... I've never dared to tell you what was written in the letter from back then."

“You did the right thing.” Lin Che looked at her and smiled gently. “Back then, I had no idea what to choose.”

He looked up at the distant mountain peak that was faintly illuminated.

"But now I know."

"I want to go home with you."

Su Ting looked at him, her eyes filled with emotion—a mixture of nostalgia and heartache.

He asked, "That nightmare... is it really under your control?"

Lin Che stopped in his tracks.

His smile slowly faded: "The nightmare... it's been waiting for me to make a choice."

"What is it?" Lin Yin frowned.

Lin Che said slowly, "It is the darkest side of our hearts, something we dare not face."

“But it is not me.” He gently grasped the silver key in his hand. “I simply chose to face it. Not to conquer it, but to accept it.”

As soon as he finished speaking, a familiar voice suddenly floated in the air.

"You've finally... arrived."

The three of them looked up at the same time.

Ahead, the light on the mountaintop flickered, as if countless layers of shadows were intertwined. Amidst the light and shadow, a vague outline could be seen—a blurry figure that bore some resemblance to Lin Che.

Lin Che's eyes suddenly turned cold: "He's here."

“What you need to do is very simple.” He turned to look at Lin Yin and Su Ting. “No matter what he says, don’t waver. Because once your heart has even the slightest crack… the nightmare will take advantage of it.”

“Lin Che,” Su Ting stepped forward, “we will not abandon you. This time, I swear.”

Lin Yin nodded, her eyes red-rimmed: "We will take Lin Che home."

The figure slowly emerged from the light and shadow, its face gradually becoming clear.

It looked exactly like Lin Che, except that its eyes were pitch black, as if it had swallowed the entire night.

It smiled, and its smile was exactly the same as Lin Che's.

But that's not gentleness.

It is **temptation**.

"Go home?" Nightmare spoke slowly. "But... do you really have a 'home' you can go back to?"

It looked at Lin Che: "Do you think they took you back to 'warmth'? Or 'acceptance'? Or... just a 'false' dream?"

Lin Che frowned: "Shut up."

Nightmare chuckled softly, turning to Lin Yin and Su Ting: "And you? Are you willing to endure the pain again for him?"

Su Ting sneered: "Nightmare, what other tricks do you have up your sleeve? Bring it on!"

Nightmare's gaze turned cold, and a silver light flashed in his hand, revealing a key that was almost identical to the Sword of Dreams—but it was black.

"I'll only ask you one question." It looked at Lin Che, "If after you go home this time, you find... that you're not needed at all, would you be willing to wake up?"

Lin Yin suddenly stepped forward: "Lin Che, don't listen to it! We will always need you! You are not a burden to us, you are the most important person to us!"

Nightmare gently shook her head: "Lin Yin, don't you remember? Ten years ago... around the time Lin Che first disappeared, you secretly went to see his mother. You said something—"

"—'If it weren't for him, we would never have become friends.'"

Chapter 1193 I Will Not Waver

Lin Yin's eyes widened suddenly, as if she had been punched in the heart.