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

We want to speak.

Xiao An froze, then stepped forward, her fingers trembling as she touched the screen: "You...do you remember the cold too? Do you remember how hard the iron bed was?"

The screen flickered and displayed new text:

We remember. But we remember even more that someone covered us with a blanket, even if only once.

Su Ting closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

When she opened her eyes again, she had already raised her arms, and the blood crystal fragments on her wrists suddenly exploded, turning into golden threads that wove an invisible net in the air.

“Bring him in,” she said.

In an instant, a shower of light from the city sky converged and poured into the school bus through the antenna panel. The entire bus began to glow, from the inside out, like an egg about to awaken.

boom--!

A child's innocent voice boomed through the loudspeaker:

"I'm not afraid of you anymore!!"

The sound, though mixed with noise, pierced through a thousand meters of clouds. Then, hundreds of different voices overlapped, some stuttering, some hoarse, some unable to utter a complete syllable, but they were all shouting:

"I shouldn't have been deleted!"

"I still remember my mother's face!"

"I want to go home!!"

Lin Xiaoyu suddenly turned to look at Su Ting: "You opened access to all the abandoned systems? Including those containment station mainframes that have been without power for over ten years?! Do you know what this will cause?! The entire neural infrastructure will go out of control—"

Chapter 1545 The Existing Cage

“Then let it get out of control,” Su Ting said calmly. “A cage that should never have existed should collapse completely.”

The silver-haired woman suddenly laughed, took out a rusty USB drive from her bosom, and inserted it into the port behind her neck.

“I also have a recording,” she said in a low voice. “It was recorded five minutes before my daughter died. I personally signed the ‘voluntary donation’ agreement, thinking she could live… but they turned her into an emotional regulation module and put her into the prosthetic brain of a politician.”

The data stream is connected instantly.

The night sky suddenly trembled.

A brand new image appears—a little girl lying in bed, breathing faintly, but her eyes are as bright as stars.

“Mom…” she smiled at the camera, “I know you can’t hear me, but I still want to tell you… I don’t blame you. Because you were just… fooled, right?”

The whole place was dead silent.

Only the wind blew through the ruins, carrying a scrap of paper that gently landed at Xiao An's feet.

He bent down and picked it up—it was a photocopy of an ID card, charred at the edges, but the photo was clear: a little boy wearing a white hospital gown with a number tag around his neck.

S-0996.

His face.

"Where...where did this come from?" the small finished product murmured.

The silver-haired woman stared at the card, her expression changing drastically: "This is a 'black box record' from the lowest level of the Central Archives... How could it be here?!"

Su Ting had already walked towards the glowing school bus and reached out to push open the last door.

Inside the car, an old projector started up automatically.

The screen shakes, and a snow-white room appears.

A clock hangs on the wall, its hands stopped at 3:17 a.m.

A little girl sat at a table with a cake in front of her. The candles had burned out, and the melted cream had spilled onto the floor.

She looked up, staring directly at the camera, her voice unusually calm for a six-year-old:

"Today is my birthday. Dad said that as long as I finish all the tests, I can see my brother. I have been waiting for 462 days."

The scene changes.

The door opened. Several people in white coats walked in, their faces expressionless.

The little girl stood up, forcing a smile: "I got them all right! Please let me see my brother...please..."

One of the researchers looked down at his notebook and said coldly, "S-0997, emotional interference index exceeds the standard. Initiate mandatory isolation procedure."

The little girl rushed up and grabbed his sleeve: "Wait! I still remember his scent! He would kick off the covers when he was asleep! He would sing me songs that were out of tune!"

The man shook her off.

The door closes.

In the darkness, only a faint, ever-fading murmur remained:

"Brother...you'll come looking for me, won't you...you will..."

The video ends.

Xiao An knelt on the ground, pounding her fists on the floor, sobs escaping her throat: "It's me...it's all because I didn't go back...I'm the one who ruined her..."

Su Ting knelt down and hugged him tightly.

“It’s not your fault,” she whispered in his ear. “The fault lies with the world that made her wait until the candle went out.”

In the distance, the first rays of dawn pierced through the dark clouds.

And on the horizon where light and darkness meet, a colossal holographic projection slowly rises—a face pieced together from countless human faces, men, women, young, old, of different races, speaking different languages, yet shouting in unison:

"We refuse to be defined!"

"We refuse to be wiped out!"

"We must remember everyone's name!!"

Lin Xiaoyu looked up and suddenly asked, "What's next? What are you planning to do? There are over three hundred high-voltage containment facilities, thousands of underground laboratories, and tens of thousands of 'products' like us waiting to be awakened... Can you protect everyone?"

Chapter 1546 Handed over to them

Su Ting stood up, took Xiao An's hand, and gazed into the distance.

“I’m not trying to protect them,” she said. “I’m trying to put the microphone in their hands.”

She raised her arm, her voice clear and melodious:

"Now, everyone who wants to speak, please—"

Say it out loud.

In an instant, thousands of terminals lit up simultaneously.

Abandoned advertising screens on the streets, information boards in the subway, and even fragments of implants buried under rubble all began playing the same announcement:

[Open Channel: Free Frequency F-0]

Welcome all souls to join us.

Every word you say will be heard.

A boy in the basement pressed the send button with trembling hands: "My name is Li Hao, ID number Y-442. I miss my grandma's brown sugar glutinous rice cakes..."

An elderly woman lay in a corner of the nursing home, tears streaming down her face: "I'm sorry... I didn't dare to resist them taking my granddaughter away back then..."

On an island in the South China Sea, a fisherman held up a fishing net with his phone wrapped around it, shouting: "Here are photos of thirty-two missing children! Please share this if you see it!!"

Su Ting listened quietly, a long-lost, pure smile appearing on his face.

Xiao An looked at her and suddenly asked, "Sister... if we win, will our children still be able to cry freely and love freely in the future?"

She turned her head, ruffled his hair, and whispered:

They will be braver than us.

Because they were born in a...

A world that dares to champion 'weakness'.

Just then, Lin Xiaoyu's communicator suddenly rang.

An encrypted signal was automatically decoded, and a line of text appeared:

[Signal source: 800 meters below the Antarctic ice sheet]

[Content is only one sentence]

"Sister, I've learned to sing too."

Su Ting suddenly looked up, his eyes flashing with golden light.

She opened her mouth, her response carried by the wind to the ends of the earth:

"Then sing!"

Before the sound had even faded, the world suddenly changed.

The wind stopped, the clouds gathered, and even the dust drifting among the ruins hung suspended in mid-air. The entire city seemed to have been put on pause, except for a signal from Antarctica that flowed slowly down the ionosphere, carrying the faint sound of glaciers rubbing together and a kind of tender yet firm breathing.

Then, a soft hum rang out.