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

He closed his eyes, his voice as soft as a feather falling to the ground:

“In my dream… no one told us we shouldn’t cry… and no one… wanted to turn us into quiet little monsters… we were just ordinary kids… you were cooking in the kitchen… I was playing video games on the sofa… and then you scolded me for lying down and eating potato chips… that would stunt my growth…”

Su Ting burst into tears and nodded vigorously: "Yes, whatever you say. You can have as many potato chips as you want, but you have to finish your homework."

The boy smiled.

She smiled like a child who had finally received a goodnight kiss from his mother.

After a moment, he murmured:

"Sister... next time I'm reincarnated... can I still be your brother...?"

"Yes." Su Ting's voice was hoarse but firm as she gently stroked the boy's burning forehead with her fingertips. "Don't even think about being reborn... You'll never get rid of me in this lifetime."

Tears still clung to the boy's eyes, but a smile played on his lips: "Then... it's a promise... you can't go back on your word..."

"When has your sister ever lied to you?" she whispered, hugging him even tighter, as if trying to meld him into her heartbeat.

In the distance, Lin Xiaoyu was helping her brother to his feet with difficulty. The man's leg was clearly badly injured, and he was almost entirely supported by his sister. But with every step he took, his eyes never left her face.

"Brother, slow down... don't push yourself." Lin Xiaoyu choked up as she raised her hand to wipe the blood from his lips.

"It doesn't hurt." His voice was weak, but with a smile. "I searched for seven years to find you... Now I can walk ten kilometers."

Dora looked up from the terminal, her voice trembling slightly: "Su Ting, the global signal is still heating up. Tens of thousands of families have already submitted DNA matching applications... A six-year-old child sang 'The Stars Will Cry for Us' in front of the camera—it's a lullaby your mother wrote."

Chapter 1524 Underground Operating Room

Su Ting was startled.

She looked down at the boy in her arms as his breathing gradually became steady, and suddenly the melody from her childhood rang in her ears, distant and gentle, like an echo rising from the depths of the earth.

"Mom..." she murmured, "How much did you leave behind..."

【drop--】

A new system notification suddenly sounded.

[Progress of linking with the mother's consciousness: 17%]

[High concentration of emotional resonance detected. Automatic synchronization of unencrypted log fragments has begun...]

The wall projection lit up again, and a shadowy underground operating room appeared. Dozens of transparent capsules were neatly arranged, each containing a child-like organism connected to countless nerve conduits.

A female researcher stood in the center, her back view so familiar that Su Ting's breath caught in his throat.

It was her mother.

This time, however, she was not restrained and instead actively entered commands on the control panel.

A voice-over sounds out; it's static from the recording pen.

“第49次母体共鸣实验失败。S-0001至S-0998全部判定为‘情感抑制成功’。唯S-0999……表现出异常脑波活动。当播放编号X-7（林小雨）哭泣录音时，其α波峰值突破阈值，诱发连锁反应——七个休眠舱同步苏醒。”

Screen switching.

Surveillance footage shows that all seven children opened their eyes at the same time, their eyes filled with tears, not fear.

The mother wrote down the record with trembling hands:

"They are not failures. They are 'people' who were forcibly shut down. And love is a key."

Then, the camera abruptly shifts—

In the darkness, a figure in black robes stood on a high platform, holding a black chip in his hand, with three words engraved on its front:

[Silent Core]

“The plan must continue,” the man said in a low voice. “Even if human emotions cannot be eradicated, we can turn them into poison. Let them go mad from love and destroy themselves from pain. That is the perfect cleaner—a butcher nurtured by pain itself.”

Su Ting suddenly looked up, his heart pounding.

"The cleaners...aren't they trained?" she gritted her teeth. "They're...manufactured?"

“That’s right.” Dora’s voice turned cold. “Every one of you ‘Scavenger Agents’ had an ‘emotion suppressor’ implanted in your childhood. It doesn’t eliminate emotions, but rather compresses and distorts them, turning them into aggressive energy. Anger, sadness, attachment… all of them become fuel for killing.”

She paused, staring at Su Ting: "And you are the only one whose suppressor has failed."

"So...that's why I remember my mother? That's why I can hear a child crying? That's why...I feel heartache?"

“Yes,” Dora said softly, “you are the system’s vulnerability and its nightmare.”

Su Ting looked down at the boy and found that he was also staring at her with his eyes open.

"Sister..." he asked softly, "Then... will you one day become like everyone else? Cold and aloof, only interested in completing tasks?"

Su Ting laughed and reached out to flick his nose: "Fool, if I wanted to kill someone, I would have silenced you all on the very first night."

The boy blinked, then suddenly grinned: "So...would you like to adopt me? It might be a bit complicated legally...but I can change my name to Su Xiaoting!"

“Su Xiaoting?” She raised an eyebrow. “Whose child has the character 'Ting' in their name? It sounds like a wanted criminal.”

"That's called Su Guang!" the boy exclaimed excitedly. "Because you said light is coming! Or Su Nuan! Because I feel so warm right now!"

Chapter 1525 Putting the Incinerator Back

"If you keep making noise, I'll put you back in the incinerator for reheating." Su Ting said sternly, but his eyes couldn't hide his amusement.

"Come on!" The boy actually opened his arms. "My body temperature is 39 degrees Celsius, enough to keep you warm in winter!"

The two burst into laughter.

Just then, a piercing alarm suddenly blared from the terminal!

[Warning! Deep memory activation signal detected! Source: Ground floor of S-0001 Archives]

[Related IDs: X-7 (Lin Xiaoyu), X-8 (Lin Dachuan), S-0999 (Su Ting)]

[Trigger condition: Synchronization rate of emotional waveforms among the three individuals ≥ 83%]

"What's going on?!" Dora suddenly stood up.

The next second, the entire ruins trembled violently!

The ground cracked open, and a beam of eerie blue light shot into the sky from the earth. As the dust settled, a circular staircase slowly rose, leading to a bronze door. On the door appeared the silhouettes of three figures—a girl, a boy, and a masked man.

Lin Xiaoyu trembled violently and cried out a name in a choked voice: "A-Xing...?"

"Who is Ah Xing?" Su Ting quickly blocked her way.

“I…I don’t know…” Lin Xiaoyu clutched her head and squatted down in anguish, “But this name…I’ve called it a million times in my dreams…He’s my brother…but he didn’t even live to be born…They said…he was a ‘defective product’…and threw him straight into the decomposition tank…”

Su Ting's heart sank.

At that moment, the bronze door slowly opened, and a mechanical female voice rang out:

Welcome home, the final model in the Silent Series—S-1000

[Activation Condition: Resonance among the three core emotional anchors]

[Wake up? Y/N]

Everyone held their breath.

The boy suddenly struggled to his feet, staggered to the door, and raised his hand with trembling hands.

"Wait!" Su Ting grabbed him. "You don't know what's inside!"

“I know.” The boy turned around, his eyes clear and bright. “Sister, listen—it’s crying.”

In the silence, Su Ting finally heard it.

It was a very faint sound, like a baby's whimper, seeping through the crack in the door, carrying endless loneliness and longing.

"It...is a child too?" she murmured.

“No.” Dora stared at the terminal, her voice trembling. “S-1000 is not a ‘child’… It is the ultimate product of the entire ‘Silence Project’—an artificially cultivated container of maternal consciousness. Theoretically, it can absorb all repressed emotions and become the heart of the system… or… the bomb that destroys it.”

Without hesitation, the boy pressed the confirmation button.

【YES】

boom--

The bronze door opened completely, and a blinding light engulfed everything.

A few seconds later, the light dimmed.

A figure sat quietly in a chair in the center of the room.

He was a boy of about twelve or thirteen, dressed in pure white, with his eyes closed and dozens of data cables stuck in his chest. Most shockingly, he wore a mask identical to Su Ting's.

"This..." Su Ting staggered backward, "Impossible..."

The boy slowly opened his eyes.

Those were crystal-clear eyes, devoid of hatred or madness, filled only with an almost divine compassion.

He looked at Su Ting and spoke softly:

"Sister, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Su Ting froze on the spot, his throat tightening: "Who...are you?"