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

A teenager clung tightly to his companion before the power went out;

A girl smiled and said, "Will the sun rise again tomorrow?"

The face on the iron gate began to change, and the pain gradually turned into relief.

[WARNING: Core protocols are being tampered with... The Final Judgment Tower's autonomous defense mechanism is activated... Activated...]

boom!

The entire tower suddenly shook, the walls exploded, and mechanical tentacles emerged from the ground, rushing straight at the two.

"Run!" Su Ting shoved Lin Xiaoya toward the control panel and turned to face the tentacles. His body burned in the light, and flowing data patterns appeared on every inch of his skin.

“Remember,” he said to Lin Xiaoya, turning back into the flames, “sing when you press the red button.”

"What to sing?"

"That song... 'Twinkle Twinkle Little Star'."

The tentacles swirled him up and tossed him from the sky. His figure transformed into a blazing white ball of light as he plummeted, crashing violently into the main control core!

click-

A crack appeared in the iron gate.

Lin Xiaoya staggered to his feet and lunged at the control panel. His fingers trembled, but he resolutely reached for the bright red button.

"Wait!" Xiao An roared into the communicator, "Su Ting's data signal hasn't disappeared! He's still alive! You can't start the restart program now! You'll lock him in the system!"

Chapter 1555 will be unlocked automatically.

“But he said… he wanted to tell everyone there was still a road ahead.” Lin Xiaoya said softly, tears finally falling. “Then I… will light that road for him.”

He pressed the button.

In an instant, all abandoned base stations around the world lit up simultaneously. Dilapidated advertising screens on the streets, surveillance cameras in subway tunnels, and even children's toys that had long been out of service all turned on automatically.

The picture shows the smiling faces of a group of children.

They sang in unison:

"Twinkle, twinkle, little star... how I wonder what you are..."

The song spread like a tide, sweeping through every corner. The void gate outside the Tower of Final Judgment trembled violently, and the bridge of light reformed.

"They succeeded!" Xiao An looked up at the sky, her voice choked with emotion. "Su Ting... can you hear me? You're back! You're back!"

The clock tower's hands suddenly stopped.

The eighth one.

The ninth one.

The tenth one...

At the end of the bridge of light, a figure appears.

The first one was Lin Xiaoya, who was holding the mechanical butterfly with broken wings in her arms.

The second is that boy, whose fairy tale book has been transformed into a completely new form.

The third one... is Su Ting.

He was covered in wounds and dressed in rags, yet he walked towards us with a smile. His silvery eyes remained bright, like two inextinguishable lamps.

“Brother,” he approached Xiao An and reached out to wipe away the tears on his face, “I told you… I wanted you to plant a flower.”

Xiao An rushed over and hugged him, kneeling down and wailing, "You bastard! Do you know how much I thought I had lost you!"

“But I’m back.” He patted his back gently. “And I brought many people back with me.”

Just as the bridge of light was about to disappear behind the crowd, a small figure hesitantly stepped out.

It was a little boy, about seven or eight years old, clutching a crumpled piece of paper in his hand.

He timidly looked up: "Excuse me... have you seen a girl in a blue dress? She said she would wait for me after school, but I've been looking for her for a long, long time... and I still can't find her."

There was silence.

A moment later, the girl who was waving the jump rope walked up, squatted down, and gently took his hand.

“She’s my sister,” he said with a smile. “I’ll take you to find her, okay?”

The boy blinked, and finally smiled slightly: "Really?"

“Really.” The girl pulled him toward the crowd. “Because now, no one will be left behind anymore.”

In the distance, the first rays of dawn appeared on the horizon.

It was as if something was finally beginning to awaken.

“You tell me…” Su Ting gazed at the sky, then suddenly asked softly, “Are there fireflies in the outside world too?”

Xiao An rubbed her nose and said, trying to sound calm, "Yes, silly. And there are especially many this summer."

"Really?" The boy's voice trembled slightly, his fingers gripping the corner of the crumpled paper tightly.

“Of course.” The girl blinked, the jump rope swaying gently on his wrist. “My sister loves fireflies. She says that wherever there is light at night, someone is waiting for you to come home.”

Su Ting listened and slowly looked up. The bridge of light in the sky was almost gone, but the scattered signals were still flickering—like countless awakened souls whispering quietly in the darkness.

Suddenly, static flashed from the communicator.

[Ding-ding—Abnormal signal source detected... Coordinates: Old City District 7... Duplicate, abnormal signal source not authorized for activation...]

Xiao An was suddenly shocked: "Seventh District? That's... the 'Memory Graveyard'! The system has long since cleared all the data residue there!"

“But what if,” Lin Xiaoya looked down at the broken-winged butterfly in her arms, its mechanical wings suddenly trembling slightly, “that someone has never been deleted?”

Chapter 1556 A Deadly Silence of Black

As soon as the words were spoken, an eerie purple light appeared on the distant horizon. A long-collapsed electronic tower slowly rose, and a blurry face appeared on the rusted screen—childlike, pale, with a pure, innocent smile unique to children.

"Hi." The voice came from all directions, so sweet it sent chills down your spine. "You forgot to turn off my lights."

Everyone immediately went on alert.

The boy suddenly shielded the other boy, and the fairy tale book in his hands turned its pages automatically. The yellowed illustrations on the pages began to flow, transforming into a barrier: "This is no ordinary afterimage... This is a self-replication of a personality mirror! He is no longer a data fragment!"

"Who are you?" Su Ting asked sharply.

The child on the screen tilted his head: "I was the last one left behind. My mom said that as long as I kept singing, she would come back for me. So I sang and sang... I sang 'Twinkle Twinkle Little Star' three thousand and twenty times."

He grinned, but his pupils were a deathly black: "But he didn't come. But I've learned to listen to the sounds from inside the walls. I know what you did—you opened the door and released the child of the 'garden.' But...did you ever wonder? Why only nine seconds?"

Su Ting suddenly entered the channel: "Su Ting! Be careful! This kid is the backup consciousness of the 'Tower Guardian'! He is the core carrier of the system's self-repair mechanism! Every word he says could trigger a logic virus!"

“Brother,” Su Ting replied softly, “what if the truth is hidden in the song?”

He stepped forward, facing the illusory figure: "You say you know the reason? Then tell me, why is it ninety seconds?"

The screen distorted for a moment.

The child's smile faded, replaced by an almost pitying expression: "Because the longest human memory recall limit is ninety seconds. Any longer, and the brain will treat it as a dream. And 'they'—the true builders—don't want you to remember too much."

The wind froze again.

Lin Xiaoya hugged the butterfly and whispered, "So... every time we restart, we're trapped in those ninety seconds of memory, struggling. Even if we live a thousand times, we'll only ever think it's a dream."

“Until today,” Su Ting laughed, “we broke the rules.”

“That’s right.” The child clapped his hands, the applause echoing like raindrops hitting a tin roof. “So I’ve prepared a gift for you.”

The ground suddenly cracked open, and countless abandoned terminals rose from them, each displaying the same image—children sleeping in incubation chambers, their eyes closed, their chests rising and falling with their faint breaths.

“They waited in hibernation mode for seven years,” the child whispered. “You opened the door, but forgot there was more than one key. Now, it’s my turn to press the button.”

"What do you want!" Xiao An roared.

"I just want..." His voice suddenly softened, like a child finally relieved of a burden, "to have someone play hide-and-seek with me. This time, it's my turn to hide, and you guys come find me, okay?"

The countdown started again, but this time it didn't come from the Tower of Final Judgment—

[Countdown to the simultaneous launch of the global neural link network: 90…89…88……]

"He's forcibly connecting all the legacy devices!" Lin Xiaoya's face turned deathly pale. "Once synchronization is complete, everyone who ever connected to the system will be pulled into a deep memory space! It's a maze with no exit!"

“Unless we go in voluntarily,” Su Ting turned to his companions, “find him, and shut down the core beacon.”

Chapter 1557 Blank Data Entrance

"Are you crazy?" The girl waving the jump rope rushed up and grabbed his shoulder. "Last time you almost turned into a blank data body! If you go any deeper this time, you might disappear completely!"

Su Ting grasped his hand in return: "But if we don't go, all the children in the world will be trapped in his game. And..." He looked at the little boy who had walked out of the light bridge, quietly gazing at the distant ruins, "I don't want him to ask again, 'Have you seen the girl in the blue dress?'"

The boy closed the fairy tale book, and a new line of text appeared on the cover: "This time, it's our turn to be the protagonists of the story."

He chuckled softly, "Then I'll have to be the coolest hero."

Lin Xiaoya raised the mechanical butterfly, and light threads slowly grew from its broken wings: "I'll lead the way. I remember the way to the 'Nightingale Corridor'."

"Wait." Su Ting suddenly squatted down, looking at the little boy. "That piece of paper in your hand...can I take a look?"