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

Lin Wan looked at him quietly, then suddenly reached out and handed him the star-shaped pen.

"Take it."

"you……?"

“You know better than I what a ‘replaced mother’ means.” Lin Wan’s voice was very soft. “You can tell the difference between truth and falsehood. So—if you think there’s something fishy going on, then expose it.”

Chen Mo's hand trembled slightly, but he finally grabbed the star-studded pen with a sudden movement, his knuckles turning white.

“If…the one inside really is my sister…” he gritted his teeth, “I won’t let her disappear again.”

Su Ting rolled her eyes: "Fine, fine, you're just joining the team temporarily, huh? Who's going to cover the rear then? I don't want to get bitten by a nightmare from behind."

Chapter 1283 I'll Protect You as You Go In

“I’ll cover your retreat,” the man in the white coat suddenly said, stepping forward with steady strides. “I’ve been guarding this road for twelve years. This time, it’s my turn to escort you in.”

Lin Wan glanced at him but did not refuse.

“Remember,” the man whispered, “everything inside the tower can be transformed. Sounds, smells, touches… even pain is incredibly real. But there’s one thing that can’t be faked—”

“My heart was pounding,” Chen Mo whispered, “When my mom called me by the wrong name, it felt like my heart was being stabbed. But when she said ‘Xiao Mo,’ I felt completely relaxed… like I was back when I was eight years old, when she wrapped my scarf tightly around my neck.”

Lin Wan nodded: "So, trust your heart. If it trembles, then it's real; if it grows cold, cut it off immediately."

The three of them walked side by side into the black tower.

The air seemed to freeze the moment the door closed behind them.

The surrounding walls were pieced together from countless human faces—some crying, some laughing, some shouting, some whispering. The ground beneath their feet was a flowing black liquid; with each step, ripples would spread, revealing a memory that was both strange and familiar.

"Wanwan, are you cold?"

A childish voice came from above.

Lin Wan suddenly looked up—

A little girl, dressed in a hospital gown, with sparse hair and a thin face, was curled up in mid-air, smiling at him, holding a half-melted strawberry cake in her hand.

“Sister…” His throat tightened.

"Why did it take you so long?" the little girl said softly, tears streaming down her face. "I've been waiting for so long... If you hadn't come, I would have forgotten what you look like."

Lin Wan took a step forward.

"Wait!" Chen Mo shouted, "That cake—when you were eight, the nurse knocked over your birthday cake! You didn't even get to eat it!"

The little girl blinked, her smile unchanged: "But I dreamt that you ate it. I dream every night that you're laughing as you blow out the candles, and I'm smearing cream on your face... How wonderful!"

“It’s a dream…” Lin Wan gritted her teeth, “But you’re not her. My sister wouldn’t lie to me with a dream.”

He raised his hand, and the tip of the stardust pen suddenly lit up.

“If you really are my sister, you should know—I didn’t get to eat the cake that day, but I hid the last candle stub in my pocket. I said, ‘I’ll light it again when my sister wakes up.’”

The little girl's expression froze.

Her tears were still flowing, but the corners of her mouth began to contort, and it felt as if countless worms were wriggling under her skin.

“You…shouldn’t…have come here…” Her voice became mechanical and cold, “Safety…is love…waking up is pain…stay…and sleep…with your sister…”

"Sleep with your mother!" Su Ting kicked out, hitting the little girl squarely in the chest.

boom--!

The phantom exploded, turning into countless black fragments that scattered like ashes.

The ground shook violently, and a crack opened, revealing an endless abyss below.

Seven figures slowly rose from it.

The same hospital gowns, the same thin figures, the same pale faces.

The seven "older sisters" stood side by side, their eyes vacant, yet they all turned to Lin Wan at the same time.

"Wanwan..." they said in unison, like seven echoes overlapping, "Why did you destroy our home?"

"Home?" Lin Wan sneered. "You're just data fragments, illusions fabricated by the system. My sister won't try to persuade me to stay; she'll only say—"

"**Don't look back.**" The seven voices suddenly split, one of them stepping forward and staring intently at Lin Wan. "She said that... When the third layer of the dream collapsed, she pushed me out and said, 'Wanwan, don't look back, run forward'... Do you remember?"

Chapter 1284 The Real Fragments

Lin Wan's breath hitched.

Only he and his sister knew about that.

"You..." His voice was hoarse, "How could you remember?"

"Because I survived that collapse too!" Tears welled up in the "sister's" eyes. "I escaped, but they captured me, took my memories away, and created six fake copies of me... I am the real fragment! The rest are just puppets!"

"Bullshit!" another "older sister" suddenly roared, "**I'm** the only one who retained the core consciousness! Lin Wan, your father died a long time ago, and your mother entered the system voluntarily! Your obsession with the past is all painful illusion! What's the use of waking up? In reality, you're just an abandoned experiment!"

"Shut up!" The third "sister" lunged at the second, and the two instantly began to wrestle, tearing at each other's faces to reveal the mechanical metallic patterns beneath.

“You’re all wrong.” The fourth “sister” slowly raised her hand and pointed to Lin Wan’s chest. “What he wants is not the truth, but his obsession. So he won’t believe any of you—unless I tell him about that song.”

Lin Wan's heart skipped a beat.

"What song is it?"

"A lullaby." She hummed a melody softly and gently:

"Stars fall, wind chimes ring."

My younger brother is asleep, and his dreams are bright.

My sister stays by my side and won't leave.

The moment I opened my eyes, you were beside me.

Lin Wan's fingertips twitched suddenly.

That was the only lullaby his sister sang every night when he was a child. Even his father didn't know the lyrics.

"You..." His voice trembled, "Are you really her?"

“I am a memory she can’t bear to erase.” The “sister” shed tears. “But I also know—the one you really wanted to save was never me. The one you wanted to save was yourself. The little boy who hid outside the ward, afraid to come in, the little brother who clung to the wind chime and vowed to let his sister hear his voice… You came back to prove that you didn’t let her down.”

Lin Wan closed her eyes, and a tear slid down her cheek.

“You’re right.” He opened his eyes, the star-studded pen blazing with a blinding white light. “I didn’t let her down. That’s why I came—not to sink into depravity, not to listen to her advice to stay…”

He stepped forward, his voice like a knife cleaving through the mist:

"**It's to take her away.**"

"Even if you really are her, even if you possess all her memories and emotions—if you try to persuade me to stay in this dream, then you are not her!"

"My sister would rather her soul be scattered than say 'Don't wake up!'"

All she can say is—

"**Wanwan, run! Don't look back!**"

The seven "older sisters" trembled simultaneously.

The sixth person suddenly screamed: "You're wrong! What she actually said at the end was—'I'm sorry, I can't hold on anymore!'"

The seventh one smiled, a smile that was extremely gentle.

She raised her hand and gently stroked the air, as if touching his cheek across time and space.

"Wanwan..." she said softly, "You've gained weight."

Lin Wan was startled.

In that instant, all the noise fell silent.

"……What did you say?"

“You were so skinny when you were little, like a little monkey.” She smiled, her eyes shining. “Every time you came to see me, the nurses would say, ‘You’ve brought snacks again.’ You would stuff cake into my mouth while saying, ‘Sister, eat more, and you’ll be discharged soon.’ But you would get so hungry that you would sneak some candy from next to the medicine box in the middle of the night… and my dad would catch you and beat your palms until they were red.”

Lin Wan's breathing became completely disordered.

These things... nobody knows. Not even my father has ever seen them.

"You said you'd take me away?" She tilted her head, like she did when she was a child. "But do you know how to open that door? It takes two people—one who remembers the past, and one who's willing to wake up. Are you ready?"

Chapter 1285 I've been preparing for twelve years

Lin Wan reached out her hand, trembling but resolute.

"I have been preparing for twelve years."

Just as his fingertips were about to touch her—

Su Ting suddenly shouted, "Lin Wan! Behind her!"

Lin Wan suddenly looked up.

The shadow of that "sister" slowly cracked open on the wall, transforming into a huge, pitch-black mechanical eye, silently staring at him.