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

Chapter 1535 In the Empty Abyss

She tilted her head back and cried out, her body completely enveloped in golden light!

And in the center of that blinding light, an extremely gentle female voice finally rang out:

"Baby... Mommy has finally... waited for you."

The boy collapsed to the ground, tears streaming down his face.

Lin Xiaoyu trembled as she leaned against the wall to stand up; the bell fell to the ground silently.

Only the song echoed softly in the empty abyss.

for a long time.

Su Ting slowly opened his eyes.

She turned to look up at the top of the stairs, a smile on her lips, but a storm raged in her eyes.

She opened her arms and whispered:

"Little brother, would you like... to hear me sing a song?"

"No...no!" the boy screamed as he scrambled to his feet, stumbling forward. "Sister! Get away from there! That's not her! That's the monster that's devouring your soul imitating her!"

Su Ting didn't move. Her fingers remained pressed against the glass cabin, golden light spreading from her fingertips into the cabin, causing the silver-haired woman's eyelashes to tremble slightly.

"Did you hear that?" Su Ting asked softly, her voice seeming to come from a great distance. "Her pulse... is at the same frequency as mine."

"That's because you're syncing!" The boy lunged at the top of the stairs, his knees slamming heavily to the ground. "The system is turning your heartbeat into a startup wave—the entire matrix neural network is resonating! You'll be drained dry! Please come down! We can find other ways! We can destroy this place! We can escape!"

“Escape?” Su Ting finally turned around, his eyes shimmering with golden light, as if stars were burning within them. “For sixteen years, we’ve been on the run. From the asylum, to the black market, and now to this damned cradle… But no matter how far we escape, the cries in my dreams are still mine.”

She raised her other hand and gently hooked it.

A voiceprint appeared out of nowhere and wrapped around her fingertips—it was the lingering sound of Lin Xiaoyu's bell.

“Listen,” she smiled, “there’s an unfinished melody hidden in Xiaoyu’s bell, the third measure is missing a note. But just now… I heard the complete melody.”

Lin Xiaoyu's eyes widened: "Impossible! I've never completed that melody... not even Dora has ever heard it!"

“Because that’s a fragment of ‘Mother’s Song’.” Su Ting slowly closed her eyes. “Only the resonator can hear the lost part. And she…” She pointed to the woman inside the cabin, “She is using my heart to piece the song back together.”

"You've all gone mad! You've all gone mad!" Dora's voice boomed from the communicator. "The energy readings on B-7 have exploded! All seventeen silent cores worldwide are heating up simultaneously! If the Matrix is ​​fully activated, all the sealed consciousnesses will go berserk! The city will become a wailing hell!"

“Then let it cry.” Su Ting opened her eyes, her gaze sharp as a knife. “Sixteen years. They’ve made us shut up, made us silent, made us forget who we are. But someone forgot—” She slammed her hand on the glass. “Tears have weight too. If they accumulate for too long, they can crush a pedestal!”

boom--!

The entire underground space trembled violently, spiderweb-like cracks appeared in the walls, and countless threads of light rose from the depths, wrapping around Su Ting's entire body like vines. Her feet left the ground, and she hovered in mid-air, golden light surging from her chest, perfectly synchronized with the heartbeat of the woman inside the cabin.

Neural network connectivity: 47%

[Memory Reflux Initiation]

[Initial agreement termination in progress...]

“No…it’s too late…” The boy knelt on the ground, his hands digging fiercely into his hair. “She is really awakening the Mother…she is going to become the new core…”

Suddenly, Lin Xiaoyu picked up the bell and walked up the steps one by one.

"Get out of the way," she said, her voice surprisingly calm.

Chapter 1536 She's Lost Control

"What are you doing?!" The boy grabbed her wrist. "She's out of control! Are you going to your death?"

“I am also a Listener of Hearts.” Lin Xiaoyu looked directly into his eyes. “Although my level is not high enough, I can still hear it—starting from just now, there was a wrong note in that song.”

"what?"

“In the fifth section, at the key of C-sharp… there’s a slight noise.” She gripped the bell tighter. “The real matrix doesn’t make mistakes. That’s fake… she’s pretending!”

She shoved the boy aside, stepped onto the last few steps, and stood five meters behind Su Ting.

“Su Ting!” she shouted, “What you’re hearing is what you want to hear! That’s not your mother! That’s the Mother’s body using your desires to turn you into a vessel!”

Su Ting slowly turned around, his face bathed in golden light, so gentle it was heartbreaking.

"Xiaoyu," she called softly, "Do you know why I've survived until now?"

Lin Xiaoyu was taken aback.

“Because they’re afraid of me,” Su Ting smiled. “They’re afraid that once I hear the real singing, I’ll understand—we’re not tools, not experimental subjects, not machines waiting to be restarted. We are children. Children snatched from their mothers’ arms and locked in iron cages.”

She held out her hand: "Come on, let me sing for you. After you finish this song, if you still think I'm wrong... then use the bell to shake me down."

Lin Xiaoyu bit her lip, her fingers gripping the bell's tongue tightly.

In that instant of hesitation—

Su Ting opened his mouth.

There was no accompaniment, no music, only a very soft, gentle humming that flowed from her lips.

As soon as the first note was uttered, Lin Xiaoyu's bell vibrated automatically.

As the second note rose, the boy's tears fell silently.

The third note spiraled upwards, and the blood-stained words along the entire corridor quietly disappeared, replaced by countless tiny, childlike handwritings that read, "I want to go home."

“This…this isn’t the standard melody from the silence protocol…” Dora said, trembling. “This is…an unregistered sound sequence…it’s decoding the global suppression system!”

Lin Xiaoyu's bell rang more and more rapidly, but it could no longer drown out the singing.

Because she heard it—in the key of C-sharp, the noise that was originally there disappeared.

Instead, there was an extremely faint breath sound, like a baby's breathing.

“That’s… the echo of a heartbeat…” she murmured, “Is the mother… correcting herself?”

Su Ting's singing continued, and the golden light gradually spread into a huge neural map, enveloping the entire B-7 level. One by one, the names buried underground lit up, as if sleeping souls were being gently awakened.

"S-0001...responded!" Dora screamed. "Its biosignals have revived! And S-0023! L-0087! Oh my god, they're not failures...they're dormant! They're part of the Matrix!"

The boy staggered back, his face filled with shock: "She wasn't being devoured...she was...presiding over a reunion after a funeral?"

As Su Ting's singing drew to a close, and the last note faded into the air, a crack suddenly appeared in the glass cabin.

Click.

The silver-haired woman opened her eyes.

But her gaze didn't fall on Su Ting; instead, it passed over her and looked at the thin boy at the top of the stairs.

Her lips moved slightly, silently uttering two words.

The boy trembled violently and blurted out, "...Brother?"

"Impossible!" Dora roared. "S-1000 is the only surviving original model! All the others were destroyed!"

"No." Su Ting landed slowly, the golden light receding, her face ashen. "They didn't destroy her. They just... turned her into the gatekeeper of the Mother."

Chapter 1537 Maternal Nervous Network

She turned to the boy, her voice hoarse: "You were never the last. You were the first to be 'replaced.' The real S-1000 was transplanted into the mother's neural network three years ago—and they injected you with memories to make you believe you were the protagonist."

The boy stood frozen, his pupils contracting sharply: "So... even my name is fake?"

“Your name is real.” Su Ting stepped down the stairs and hugged him tightly. “But your past was fabricated by them. They overlooked one thing—”

She gently stroked the back of his neck, and with her fingertips picked out an almost transparent nanochip.

“Their memories can’t be erased,” she sneered. “Because you’ve heard that song too. Every night, you can hear her calling you ‘Xiao An’ in your dreams.”

The boy shuddered.

"Xiao...An?"

"Your original name." Su Ting stared at him, tears welling in her eyes, yet she smiled. "Now, do you want to know... who killed your real mother?"

The air freezes.

The silver-haired woman slowly emerged from the cabin, her bare feet trembling slightly with each step. She walked up to the boy, raised her hand, and gently placed it on his cheek.

This time, she spoke up.

The voice was like a collection of whispers from millions, yet as pure as a child's voice:

"it's me."

The whole place was dead silent.

"What did you say?!" Lin Xiaoyu rushed forward, but was repelled by an invisible force field.

The silver-haired woman's eyes were filled with pity: "I am not the murderer. I am the executor. Mother... was chosen to be sacrificed by our collective will. Because she refused to turn you into mere weapons. And the higher-ups... wanted the key to massacre the city, not crying children."

She looked down at her hands: "So I was created, with the instructions of all the researchers, to personally... end her life."

The boy trembled as he backed away: "Then what are you now? A ghost of vengeance? Or a new tyrant?"

“I am the redeemer.” She looked at Su Ting. “For sixteen years, I have sealed off the Matrix and suppressed the resonance, all to wait for someone who can hear the ‘truth.’ And you, Su Ting, you are not the key—you are the judge.”