Curse Back to Five Summers: Best Friends Are an Excuse for Couples

Gojo Satoru was indeed panicked. In his panic, he even forgot the most basic etiquette and kept calling Geto Suguru's name.

Originally, they were just physiological tears. However, when he heard Gojo Satoru calling his name, Geto Suguru's heart ached in an instant. Those long-lost but most precious memories instantly surged in Geto Suguru's mind.

His friendships, his classmates, and the good times that he had torn apart with his own hands, all came tumbling down in an instant.

The pain in my eye sockets was no longer just like a needle prick, but more of a soreness. My nasal cavity also felt sore along with my eyes, and more tears flowed out in an instant.

A person who never cries can only shed tears openly because of the spicy stimulation of onions.

There was a pair of warm hands on his cheeks that were soaked with tears. Xia Yujie suddenly wanted to hold these hands tightly and keep them pressed against his face for a while longer.

It had been ten years since he had been so close to Gojo Satoru. They used to be close friends and colleagues, but now they were just strangers when they met again.

Geto Suguru's heart, as if tightly restrained by a rein, was beating wildly uncontrollably, trying to break free from the shackles and run towards that person, running towards the past ten years ago.

However, he still had a trace of rationality, which told him not to do such a thing, as it would scare this guy away.

The two of them, Gojo Satoru's feelings towards him and his feelings towards Gojo Satoru, have two completely different feelings.

He couldn't do anything excessive, couldn't scare him away, and in his new life, he didn't want much. Just being able to stay with this person as a friend was enough.

The relationship was no longer hostile, and they were no longer on opposing sides. Since those ten years had been inexplicably erased, he would just be a good person in the universal sense, a person who would no longer be described as extremely bad by Gojo Satoru.

Their friendship will not deteriorate and will last until the day they die again.

Gojo Satoru really had no experience in comforting people to stop crying. Seeing more and more tears pouring out of Geto Suguru's eyes, and his comforting was of no use at all, Gojo Satoru suddenly became depressed.

"Please don't cry, please. Tell me what happened. I'm very powerful and can do anything. Just tell me and I will definitely help you." This was his last trick.

Geto Suguru looked at the face in front of him through his blurred tears. Gojo Satoru, who was wiping his tears so carefully and fearfully, was so adorable.

This was a side of Gojo Satoru that he had never seen before. That perverse and mean guy actually had such a gentle and considerate side.

I like this kind of enlightenment.

Geto Suguru chuckled, his laughter was heavily nasal, and he grabbed Gojo Satoru's wrist and pulled it away from his cheek.

Facing Gojo Satoru's confused look, he sniffed and said with a smile, "Then... I'll leave these onions to you, Satoru... no, Gojo-san."

Gojo Satoru blinked his big blue eyes, looking at the half-cut onion on the chopping board, and then at Geto Suguru's still wet face, his expression indescribably strange.

It seems to be saying, is this why you can't stop crying?

Xia Yujie continued to smile and made a gesture of invitation, "Then I'll leave it to you."

Gojo Satoru sighed and mumbled something. Xia Yujie listened carefully and heard him say, "So it's just because of the onions? I thought something serious had happened. I worried for nothing."

When Gojo Satoru said this, Geto Suguru suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

After all, I am much older than him now, and it is not a good thing and a bit rude to be worried about by a younger person.

Gojo Satoru picked up the knife on the chopping board, squinted his eyes, frowned, and cut the onion into pieces in a very awkward posture. He was not spared either, and his beautiful blue eyes were soon choked by the onions and tears were flowing.

After being washed by tears, the beautiful blue eyes became exceptionally clear and bright, so clean and moist that there was an indescribable beauty in them.

Xia Yujie didn't know what to say, so he could only reach out his hand and said, "Um... let me do it."

It has been like this since the beginning. He couldn't bear to see Gojo Satoru suffer even the slightest injustice. Obviously, the other party was also a man, but he protected him like the eldest young master of his own family and couldn't bear to see him do anything he was unwilling to do.

This habit continued from his life to his rebirth, and even now, he couldn't change it.

Geto Suguru stretched out his hand, but Gojo Satoru easily avoided it.

"No, it's too choking. Just wait over there, Jie."

He called him Jay.

For a moment, Geto Suguru even felt that they had returned to their high school days. There was no age difference between them, they were just two classmates who were a few months apart, and their relationship was so good that they could call each other by their first names without using their surnames.

however……

"No," Gojo Satoru suddenly changed his words: "Mr. Xia, Mr. Xia Yu, go wash your hands and eyes with clean water. That will make you feel better."

Because of this, Geto Suguru came out of his memories. He smiled bitterly behind Gojo Satoru. The current Gojo Satoru had just met him. How could he call his name naturally like before?

He, he just called out like that accidentally.

When Gojo Satoru quickly finished chopping the onions, his face was covered with tears and snot, but even so, his face was still very beautiful.

He frowned and ran to the living room to get a pack of tissues to blow his nose. "Mr. Geta, next time, don't put onions in your curry rice. Chopping onions is simply not something a human can do."

Xia Yujie was frying chicken in front of the stove. He turned his head and smiled gently at him, "Okay, I don't like cutting either."

Geto Suguru was concentrating on making curry chicken, while Gojo Satoru was leaning against the sink and watching him.

Geto Suguru's long hair was tied into a bun at the back of his head, but there was still a tuft of bangs hanging down on the left side of his forehead, which might have affected his vision. Geto Suguru always subconsciously tilted his head slightly to the left. To Gojo Satoru, it seemed as if he was deliberately approaching him.

He looked at Geto Suguru's soft and charming profile. Such lines have both feminine charm and masculine toughness. The combination of the two is not strange or abrupt, but very comfortable.

It feels like... gentle yet powerful.

The fingers resting on the sink felt inexplicably itchy, and Gojo Satoru's gaze was drawn to the bangs that moved with Geto Suguru's stir-frying movements. He really wanted to reach out and touch them, or even pull them.

Very much.

He always tries to bring up other people's things when he doesn't have them. This is his usual bad behavior.

Such a gaze was too naked. Even if he was slow-witted, Geto Suguru could sense the sight locked on him.

He twisted his neck uncomfortably and looked at Gojo Satoru who was staring at him. He smiled whenever he spoke, as if it had become a habit.

His fox-like eyes curved up, and the corners of his mouth followed his eyes. He asked, "Why are you looking at me like that? Is there dust on my face?"

Gojo Satoru was caught red-handed, his face flushed instantly. He shook his head, "No, no, I was just lost in thought. Sorry."

"Oh, I see," Xia Yujie smiled and cut open the packaging of the curry cubes, then threw the curry into the pot using the plastic box.

He stared at the pot of ingredients that was already emitting fragrance, lost in thought for a moment, muttering, "Soon, dinner will be ready soon."

"Yeah," Gojo Satoru responded softly from the side.