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

"Su Ting! Did you hear that? My brother is awake! He heard us! We all heard him!"

The walkie-talkie was silent, with only static from the electrical circuitry.

Just when she was almost in despair—

"Zi..."

A soft sound.

Chapter 1334 Return of Memories

Then came Su Ting's weak but smiling voice:

“I know…because I heard it too.”

"What did you hear?" Su Nian asked, crying.

"I hear... spring has arrived."

Suddenly, the ground shook violently.

In the distance, the top of the hospital building exploded with a deafening roar, and a beam of blue light shot into the sky, like the aurora borealis piercing the snowy night.

Su Ting's voice rang out for the last time, faint yet clear:

“Tell Su Ting… the ‘final step’ isn’t resurrection. It’s—the return of memories. Everyone in the M series can hear the voices of the past. And I… am just the first one to wake up.”

"Su Ting! Su Ting!" Su Nian shouted, "Are you still there? Answer me!"

A few seconds of deathly silence.

In the wind and snow, a very soft humming suddenly came from the walkie-talkie—

That was the melody of a nursery rhyme, intermittent, as if it came from a very distant place.

The moonlight shines on the river bend, my mother carries me to school...

Su Nian froze.

This is the song she sang to Su Ting every night when she was five years old.

But... how could Su Ting have known?

Xiao Yin's face turned pale: "This tune... isn't it a family heirloom? Your grandma sang it to you..."

Su Nian slowly raised her head, gazing at the soaring blue light, her voice so soft it was almost inaudible:

"Perhaps... she heard more than just now."

“She heard…everyone’s ‘thoughts’.”

In the distance, sirens approached, but the blue light did not go out; instead, it slowly spread out like ripples.

A city is beginning to awaken.

"Hello?" Su Nian raised the walkie-talkie again, her voice trembling but firm, "Su Ting, this bowl of noodles—I've got it."

A faint reply came from the wind and snow:

"Then... come and pay it back."

The alarm ripped through the night sky, and the emergency lights on the third basement level of Block B7 flickered on and off, like the last breaths of a dying person. Su Ting slid down to the floor, leaning against the control panel, blood dripping from her left arm down her fingertips and pooling into a small dark red puddle on the metal floor. She raised her hand to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth, but her gaze never left the face inside the M-01 compartment that looked exactly like hers.

Fine cracks began to appear on the surface of the cabin, spreading like a spider web as spring ice began to melt.

[Neural connection establishment in progress... 99%... 100% | Wake-up procedure enters final stage]

Fu Zhengyan was blocked by the electromagnetic barrier. He slammed his fist into the transparent alloy wall, his voice losing its composure for the first time: "You're insane! You think waking her is salvation? She's an experimental subject! She's data! She's—"

"Shut up." Su Ting interrupted him, her voice as soft as a sigh, yet as sharp as a blade slicing through the air. "You can only say what she is. But I know who she is."

She slowly raised her right hand, her fingertips gently touching the glass.

"Mom, can you hear me? I... I didn't sing that song well. When I was little, you always complained that I sang off-key, saying that when I sang 'Moonlight,' it sounded like a duck quacking... But I still sang it, every night, because you liked to hear it."

Her voice trembled slightly.

"Now it's your turn to come back, okay? Open your eyes, scold me for singing off-key, and then... hug me."

Inside the M-01 cabin, the first generation of Su Ting's eyelashes trembled suddenly, and then a tear slid down from the corner of his eye, slowly flowing down his pale cheek.

Immediately afterwards, the hatch opened automatically with a hiss as it released pressure.

A chill, like mist, spread out, and Su Ting staggered to his feet, taking a step forward.

"Don't come near her!" Fu Zhengyan roared. "She might be carrying a virus! She's mentally unstable! She's not human—"

“You’re not human.” Su Ting turned around coldly. “You used twenty artificial ‘Su Tings’ to replicate emotional responses, and tested the ‘maternal love threshold’ with three thousand cycles of cryogenic hibernation… but you don’t even understand what ‘mother’ means.”

Chapter 1335 The Darkness of the Deep Sea

She walked step by step into the cold mist.

The first generation Su Ting slowly opened her eyes, her pupils as black as the deep sea, like a night that had been settling for twenty years. Her gaze wandered in the air for a moment before finally settling on Su Ting's face.

Time seemed to stand still.

"Late...late?" Her voice was so hoarse it was almost inaudible, like the wind frozen in place.

Su Ting's throat tightened, and he swayed, almost falling over.

"Mom..." she choked out, then knelt down in front of her, burying her face in her cold hands. "I'm here... I'm here... Don't be afraid, this time it's my turn to protect you."

The first generation Su Ting raised his hand with trembling hands and gently stroked her hair. His movements were slow, but so tender that they were heartbreaking.

“My… Wanwan…” she murmured, “You’ve grown up… how come… you’re so thin?”

Su Ting burst into tears, as if she wanted to cry out all the grievances, fears, and loneliness of the past twenty years.

"I miss you... I think about you every day... I pretend to look like you, learn your handwriting, imitate your voice... but I'm still afraid... afraid that one day they'll find out I'm not you... afraid that I'll forget your face..."

“Silly child…” Su Ting, the first generation, sat up with difficulty and raised his hand to wipe away her tears. “How could your mother not recognize you? You grew out of my blood, you walked out of my dreams… You are you.”

She suddenly looked down, staring at an old scar on her palm, her brow furrowing slightly: "I...I remember...on the last day, they said they were going to do a 'routine scan'...I told you to hide in the ventilation duct...and then..."

"Then they injected you with neurosuppressants." Su Ting gritted his teeth, his voice turning cold. "They lied to you and said it was just vitamins, but it was actually to test the effects of 'consciousness stripping' on their offspring."

The first generation of Su Ting shuddered, pain welling in his eyes: "That wasn't an experiment...that was murder...I heard you crying outside...but I couldn't move...I couldn't speak..."

“But you’ve been listening all along.” Su Ting held her hand. “Just like Su Ting heard Su Nian’s fairy tale, just like I heard you say when I was five years old, ‘Run, don’t look back.’”

She looked up and stared directly in Fu Zhengyan's direction.

"You think you can control everything by freezing memories and locking people in glass capsules? But you've forgotten that people are not data, they are voices, temperatures, and those 'thoughts' that you can't delete, can't hear, but that always exist."

Fu Zhengyan's face was ashen. He suddenly turned around and growled at his subordinates, "Activate the Class B elimination protocol! Self-destruct program for Zone C! Destroy this entire area!"

Two special agents immediately rushed to the control panel.

Su Ting's eyes turned cold, and he slammed his wristwatch down.

A sharp electronic sound rang out.

All the monitoring screens instantly switched to displaying a video clip.

In the footage, young Fu Zhengyan kneels in a secluded room, facing a corpse with a scalpel protruding from its chest. He trembles as he speaks into the recording equipment:

“I…I didn’t mean to kill her…I just wanted to get the complete data on ‘trans-hypothermal neural coupling’…but she resisted…I failed…Su Ting’s mother…I killed her.”

Su Ting's cold voice rang out over the radio: "Uncle Fu, you said my mother's research was valuable? But you killed her with your own hands for the sake of data. Now, this recording has been synchronized to 327 media servers worldwide. Are you still going to blow it up?"

Fu Zhengyan turned around abruptly, fear appearing in his eyes for the first time: "You... how could you have this?!"

"You've forgotten?" Su Ting sneered. "When I was five, I hid in the ventilation duct and saw everything clearly. I heard it all. When you locked my mother in M-01, you said, 'I'm sorry, but science requires sacrifice.' But she said, 'No, people need to live.'"

Chapter 1336 Can Everything Be Started Again?

She slowly stood up and stood in front of her mother.

"Today, I've come to repay her for those words."

Fu Zhengyan flew into a rage, snatched a gun, and pointed it directly at Su Ting: "Kill you! Everything can start over!"

Before the gunshot had even faded, suddenly—

"boom!"

A beam of blue light shot out from the M-01 compartment, striking Fu Zhengyan's wrist precisely. The gun flew out of his hand, crashing against the wall and landing on the ground.

The first generation Su Ting stood up, his fingertips glowing with a deep blue light, as if a galaxy flowed within him.

"Who... gave you permission to touch my daughter?"

Her voice was no longer weak; instead, it carried a kind of authority that did not belong to this era.

Su Ting turned around in shock: "Mom? You..."

“I am not the ‘first generation’.” The first generation Su Ting slowly walked towards Fu Zhengyan, each step causing frost to form on the ground. “I am the first ‘Awakener’. Twenty years ago, I foresaw this day. So I dismantled my consciousness into fragments and hid them in the genes of every ‘Su Ting’. You replicate the body, but the soul… cannot be connected.”

She reached out and gently touched Fu Zhengyan's forehead.

“Remember, this is not punishment. This is the echo of ‘thought’.”