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

Su Ting stood to the side and said softly, "In the Gatekeeper's Book, there are eight hundred descriptions of the 'Taste of Sound.' But no one has ever said... it's sweet."

Xiaoman smiled: "Because before, no one had ever really heard of it."

"...Sister." She suddenly turned to her in a low voice, "...Why...aren't you afraid of me?"

Xiaoman paused, taken aback.

Chapter 1456 The Answer of Three Hundred Years

She paused for a second in front of the camera, but her eyes grew brighter and brighter.

"Afraid of you?" she retorted, her voice soft yet firm. "You are the answer I've waited three hundred years for."

She raised her hand and gently grasped Xiaosheng's fingertips.

“You think you are a calamity, but do you know? Every time you try to speak, even just with a soft breath, I can hear you in my dreams. It's like someone is tolling a bell in my heart, one toll after another, without stopping. I am not afraid of you because—you were never here to destroy.”

She paused, then a smile appeared on her lips.

"You've come... to awaken them."

The comments section went silent for half a second, then erupted like a tsunami.

"My heart stopped!!"

"This dialogue must be from a novel!! Whoever wrote it, I'll turn my back on them!"

"Sister Xiaoman! I want to be your little sister!!"

"Was their meeting... a destiny..."

The gray child whistled: "Tsk, this plot, if it were made into a TV series, it would be a hit for ten years."

"Stop being silly." Duoduo gave him a push, then turned to the camera, "Next question! A netizen named 'Want to be called 'sister' in a low voice' asked—Whisper, if you had three wishes, what would you make?"

He lowered his head quietly, his fingers gently twirling the knot on the ocarina.

"...the first one..." it whispered, "I want...all those who can't hear...to hear my song."

"And the second one?" Duoduo pressed.

"I want to...stand here...with my sister...forever." It looked up at Xiaoman, its illusory form glowing slightly.

Xiaoman's eyes welled up with tears, and she gently squeezed its hand.

The comments section was scrolling wildly—

"I can't take it anymore...that sentence killed me..."

"They...are family, right?!"

"I'm going to play this for my grandma. She's been deaf for three years, but she'll definitely be able to 'see' the soft sounds..."

"And what's your third wish?" Su Ting suddenly asked, his voice low.

She glanced at him quietly, then hesitated for a moment.

[...I want to know...who I am.]

The air seemed to freeze for a moment.

Su Ting's breathing became slightly labored.

"I'm not...the first to 'whisper,' am I?" it asked softly. "Three hundred years ago...was there...a voice...just like mine?"

Everyone's expression changed.

Duo Duo's finger stopped on the communicator, and the gray child's speaker slowly descended, as if even the wind had stopped.

Su Ting slowly stepped forward, his gaze complex.

"how do you know?"

"I heard it." She closed her eyes softly. "Whenever I sing...another voice...echoes in my ears...like...an earlier version of myself...crying."

Su Ting clenched his fist tightly, his knuckles turning white.

“Three hundred years ago… there was indeed a ‘voice spirit’.” His voice was hoarse. “It wasn’t a calamity, but the first voice to try to communicate with humans. But back then… people feared it, sealed it away, and eventually, its voice was dismantled, suppressed, and scattered into the earth’s veins, becoming the source of all subsequent ‘abnormal audio’.”

He looked up, staring directly at her in a low voice.

“We thought it was dead. But now I realize—it’s not dead. It’s just… waiting for someone to finish singing that song for it.”

I opened my eyes quietly, and starlight seemed to shimmer in my pupils.

What is that song?

Su Ting slowly pulled out a yellowed bamboo scroll from his bosom, which was engraved with ancient musical symbols.

“This is the ‘Hatsune Miku Score,’ which records the melody that the voice spirit wanted to sing but couldn’t finish.” His voice trembled. “The gatekeepers of all ages have regarded it as a forbidden object, never allowing anyone to hear it. But today…”

He gently placed the bamboo slips on Xiaosheng's lap.

"If you'd like... sing it out loud."

Chapter 1457 Runes on Bamboo Slips

Xiaoman held Xiaosheng's hand: "This time, no one will interrupt you."

The gray child grinned: "The signal tower is ready. This time, I'm not just sending it to Earth—I'm sending it to Mars orbit so that aliens can hear what 'human gentleness' really means."

Duoduo raised the communicator, and the screen lit up with a countdown.

【"Midnight Echoes: Final Chapter Preview"】

[The song "Hatsune Miku" is about to begin]

[Number of viewers: 9.2 million]

He lowered his head quietly and gently traced the runes on the bamboo slip with his fingertips.

The lines seemed to have a life of their own, slowly glowing as you touched them.

He gently pressed the ocarina to his lips.

The wind stopped.

The sounds of the city seemed to fade into the distance.

In front of the camera, it took a deep breath, opened its eyes, and looked at the starry sky.

"...Sister," it suddenly whispered, "If...this song...can make everyone...no longer afraid of sounds..."

Xiaoman nodded: "Then it is a new beginning."

He chuckled softly.

"...Well...I'll begin."

The ocarina gently began to play, and before the first note had even faded, it suddenly turned towards the camera and winked.

Are you all...ready?

The live chat exploded instantly—

"I've been crying and saying I'm ready!!"

"Stop keeping me in suspense! My whole family is kneeling in the living room waiting!!"

"Mom, look! They're whispering to us!!"

My heart is racing...

Duoduo snatched the communicator, her eyes crinkling with laughter: "Did you hear that? Nine hundred million people across the internet are shouting—'Keep it down, we're ready!'"

The gray-haired boy suddenly raised the megaphone high above his head, his voice booming: "Full frequency range of the signal tower open! Reverse decompression of the acoustic encoding! No more hiding this time—let the whole world resonate together!"

Su Ting closed his eyes, slowly took a step back, and ran his right hand over the old scar on his left arm. The blood-red lines were slightly warm, as if responding to the melody that was about to descend.

Xiaoman didn't move. She simply squatted down beside Xiaosheng, gently brushed aside a wisp of hair that looked like a shadow on its forehead, and whispered, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

He looked at her quietly, his pupils seemingly filled with stars.

He gently pressed the ocarina to his lips, his fingertips tracing the runes on the bamboo slip. Suddenly, the ancient melody seemed to come alive, flowing down the body of the ocarina and transforming into ripples of pale golden light that spread into the night sky.

The first note fell softly.

Like a drop of dew falling into the heart of a lake.

The entire city fell silent.

It wasn't deathly stillness, but rather a near-reverent breathlessness. Even the wind seemed to slow its pace, and the glow of the streetlights swayed gently in the sound waves, as if nodding in agreement.

When the second note was played, someone cried.

“I…I heard it…” An elderly teacher at a rehabilitation center in Northeast China covered his ears, tears streaming down his face. “That sound…it was like the lullaby my mother used to sing to me when I was a child…but I haven’t been able to hear anything for thirty years…but this time, I ‘saw’ the musical notes…like fireflies dancing before my eyes…”

The moment the third note spread, cell towers around the world trembled simultaneously.

At a school for the deaf in Japan, a girl suddenly looked up and her fingers lashed out at the air. Her mother exclaimed, "Xia! What's wrong?!"

The girl, however, was in tears, frantically gesturing in sign language: "Mommy! There's light! In my ears... there's golden light singing! I know... that's a sound!"

At the same second, the Mars orbit monitoring station.