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

"Obsession?" Su Ting sneered. "I've been searching for twelve years, just to smash open this door and snatch back those 'people' you've hidden away!"

"My sister is waiting for me," Lin Wan said softly. "She said she would take me to see the snow."

“My mom is still on the street corner.” Chen Mo stared at the door, tears welling in his eyes. “She said, ‘My son will be back soon, we have to wait until he’s hot.’”

Three streams of light burst forth from their bodies, entangling the Star Sand Pen, causing the pen to erupt with an unprecedentedly brilliant light.

Dr. Cheng raised his black pen, intending to stop him, but found his hand trembling.

“You will destroy everything…” he murmured.

“Yes.” Lin Wan smiled, stepping into the void. “That’s why we have to destroy it.”

The stardust pen swept down.

[Command: Open the door]

The door is open.

It doesn't open inwards, it explodes outwards!

Countless streams of light shot into the sky, like billions of stars awakening simultaneously. The clouds above the city were torn apart, and moonlight cascaded down like a silver waterfall. Fine lines began to appear on the ground of the entire street, each line bearing the name of a sleeping person, lighting up and then going out, as if breathing.

In the distance, the first person in the dream opened their eyes.

A convenience store clerk dreamed that he was selling roasted chestnuts, then suddenly woke up to find himself holding a bag of warm chestnuts in his hand.

An elderly man at the subway station dreamed that his daughter was leading him across the street. Suddenly, he looked up and saw a girl in a red coat waving at him from the other side of the platform.

In a hospital ward, a woman who had been in a coma for ten years twitched her fingers slightly, and tears streamed down her face.

In the center of this sea of ​​light, Lin Wan stood by the door and looked back at Dr. Cheng.

"Dad, do you really think you can lock away dreams?"

Dr. Cheng stood still, his white coat fluttering in the wind, his black pen hanging down, the ink slowly dissipating in the air.

He stared at the door for a long time before whispering:

"How many people do you... exactly want to bring back?"

Before Lin Wan could answer, Chen Mo suddenly shuddered.

He stared at the dim light inside the door, his voice trembling:

"I...I saw her."

"Who?" Su Ting asked.

“My mom.” Chen Mo pointed to a blurry figure inside the door. “She was carrying a paper bag, wearing that old cotton-padded coat… she was smiling at me…”

"Then go!" Su Ting yelled at him, "What are you standing there for!"

Just as Chen Mo was about to rush in, Lin Wan grabbed him.

"Wait a minute." He stared into the doorway, his brows suddenly furrowing. "Something's not right... That's not your mother."

"What did you say?!" Chen Mo turned around abruptly.

“Your mother stands on the street corner and never goes into the alley.” Lin Wan’s voice turned cold. “Besides… the paper bag she’s carrying is new, not one of those folded from old newspapers.”

Chen Mo was stunned.

The "mother" inside the door slowly raised her head, her face gradually becoming clear in the light—

No facial features.

There was only a smooth, silvery sheen.

"Another cleaner?" Su Ting gritted his teeth.

“No.” Lin Wan shook her head, her voice so soft it was almost inaudible. “It’s a ‘patch’ to the dream… a trap Dr. Cheng planted in the system. It will turn into the person you most want to see, and then drag you into the deep dream realm, sealing you away forever.”

The air condensed.

Chapter 1279 You...can't escape

The "mother" reached out her hand, her voice so gentle it sent chills down your spine:

"Mo Mo, come back, the chestnuts are cold."

Chen Mo's fingers twitched suddenly.

Lin Wan gripped his shoulders tightly.

“Listen,” he stared into Chen Mo’s eyes, enunciating each word clearly, “My mother fell last winter and has a scar on her left leg. She’s never dared to stand for too long since then, selling for only two hours a day and closing up shop very early. She sells chestnuts using old newspapers, never plastic bags, saying, ‘Those wrapped in paper smell better. And—”

He took a deep breath.

"She never, ever called you 'Mo Mo'. She called you 'Xiao Mo'."

Chen Mo trembled violently, and the light in his eyes gradually brightened.

The "mother" inside the door suddenly twisted, let out a sharp screech, and her body began to disintegrate.

“You…can’t escape…” Its voice turned into countless overlapping whispers, “There is no road in dreams, no home outside dreams…come back…return to the quiet darkness…”

Lin Wan sneered and raised the star-shaped pen.

“Quiet darkness?” he said softly. “But we like light.”

A touch of the pen tip.

boom--!

The illusory image exploded into countless fragments of light, which scattered in the wind.

The three stood in front of the door, gazing at the unknown light deep within.

Su Ting cracked his knuckles and grinned, "Who's going to go first?"

Lin Wan was about to speak.

Sudden--

A very soft cough came from inside the door.

Then, a husky yet gentle female voice came through:

"Xiao Mo... is that you?"

The real woman, with an old injury to her left leg, who only sells chestnuts for two hours and never uses plastic bags, stands in the light, trembling as she raises the paper bag in her hand.

“Mom…” Chen Mo’s lips trembled, tears streaming down his face, “I…I’m back.”

Lin Wan smiled and turned to look at Su Ting.

"It's your turn," he said softly. "Is the person you most want to see inside?"

Su Ting remained silent for a moment, then suddenly let out a sneer.

"Who said I have someone I want to see?"

He strode out and was the first to step into the portal of light.

Lin Wan shook her head and was about to follow.

Behind him, Dr. Cheng suddenly spoke:

"Lin Wan".

He stopped, but didn't turn around.

"If you see your sister..." Dr. Cheng's voice was very low, "...please tell her I'm sorry."

Lin Wan remained silent for a few seconds.

Then, he raised his hand and gave the middle finger.

“Dream on,” he said.

The light gate slowly closed.

In the end, only a single sentence of dialogue remained, drifting in the wind—

"Hey," Su Ting's voice came from inside the door, unusually tinged with a hint of amusement, "This person inside... could it really be your dad?"

"Bullshit!" Lin Wan laughed, her clear voice echoing in the void where light and shadow met. "My dad was turned into a specimen and put in your lab by Dr. Cheng a long time ago. He's still alive?"

The light inside the door flickered slightly, as if a breeze was blowing from deep within.

Su Ting's voice drifted out lazily: "Oh? Then why does this guy look exactly like your dad when he was young? His face is all 'I have a secret,' and even the temples of his glasses are crooked just the same."

Lin Wan paused, her eyebrows twitching slightly: "Stop talking nonsense—even my sister has never seen a picture of my dad, how could you possibly have?"

"Hey." Su Ting scoffed, "Then why are you asking me? I'm not in charge of the emotional scenes. I'm just a cleaner, specializing in smashing doors, tearing down walls, and beating up liars. Now the door is open, the wall has fallen, and there's a 'non-existent' living specimen standing in front of it... You're the one who should be crying for your own father."

Chen Mo had just helped his mother out of the light when he heard this and looked up sharply: "Who is it?"

Chapter 1280 The Door Is About to Close

The "woman"—Chen Mo's real mother—trembled as she gripped his hand, her voice weak: "Xiao Mo...it's...dark inside."

Lin Wan stared at the slowly closing light gate, his eyes reflecting the swirling fragments of light and shadow. Suddenly, he lifted his foot and stepped inside.