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

"Satoru, you..."

Gojo Satoru curved his lips, a bit arrogant, "If I were facing someone else, I might just say a few words and not explain anything, but I promised you that I won't have to be stubborn in front of you, so I'm telling you everything."

Yes, Gojo Satoru promised himself that night.

Geto Suguru was very moved, so moved that his feelings at that moment could not be described in simple words. He could do nothing but look at Gojo Satoru with eager eyes.

Gojo Satoru curled his lips, but his gaze was still glued to Geto Suguru's face. He grumbled to himself, "Is it because Geto-san's face is so handsome? Just looking at it makes me feel..."

Geto Suguru just lay there on his back, without the restraint of a hairband, his long, soft black hair was completely loose, with bangs hanging down on his face in clumps. Coupled with Geto Suguru's eyes that were sometimes fragile and sometimes eager, this was a huge temptation for Gojo Satoru, who had tasted the sweetness of it.

Adults' restraint often fails at such times, which makes him very distressed.

"Ah~ No, no, I can't do this again. I still have a report to finish. I have to finish it first."

"Huh? What were you thinking about just now?" Xia Yujie exerted force on his waist and abdomen to lift his upper body.

Gojo Satoru pouted childishly and turned over to sit on the edge of the bed. He seemed very unhappy, and this unhappiness did not come from others, but from himself.

"Mr. Getsu, I think I'm done."

Geto Suguru sat up and turned over to look for the hairband that Gojo Satoru had just pulled off. He casually gathered his hair and tied it up while looking at Gojo Satoru who was sitting there sullenly, hugging a pillow.

"What happened to you?"

"My mind is full of thoughts about doing 'practical class' homework with Mr. Getu. If this continues, I'm going to be useless, right?"

Geto Suguru frowned, thinking that Gojo Satoru was worrying too much.

However, when I thought about how he had been diligently carrying out his missions and had almost no private life due to his busy schedule, he might not know much about such things. After all, he was only twenty years old.

It seems understandable that someone like Gojo Satoru would have such nonsensical worries.

As the older one, he should give Gojo Satoru correct guidance.

"Well... Wu, don't worry too much. You're still young, but over time, due to hormones decreasing or adult pressures, this desire will gradually decrease, so there's no need to worry."

"Is that right?"

"Ah, it should be."

"So was Mr. Getsuyu like me when he was twenty?"

"Huh?" Geto Suguru's eyes widened, he was very embarrassed.

When Geto Suguru was twenty years old, he was thinking about cheating and deceiving people, thinking about how to turn Panxing Sect into exactly what he wanted, thinking about how to get along with little girls, and how to raise his daughters well.

He was very busy at that time, and he deliberately ignored the needs in that area, so he did not experience the dilemma that Gojo Satoru is facing now.

"I was very busy at the time and didn't have time to think about these things."

"Oh," Gojo Satoru nodded a little disappointedly, but he was confused, "Am I not busy enough?"

Maybe I'm not busy enough. Compared to before, it's really a lot easier now.

Speaking of which—

"Ah," Gojo Satoru threw the pillow in his arms to Geto Suguru and jumped off the bed in a hurry. He shouted, "The table is not cleaned yet, and the kitchen is not cleaned yet. Oops, another job."

Xia Yujie sighed and got out of bed. He pushed Gojo Satoru and said, "You go back to work. I'll do the rest."

Gojo Satoru was pushed out by Geto Suguru. He felt that this was not a good idea. "You cooked the meal, and I should be the one to do the rest of the dishes. Wasn't it settled like this before?"

Xia Yujie smiled gently, "Didn't you help me wash and cut the vegetables?"

"That's different."

"It's okay. I'll allow you to be lazy this time. Go back quickly and I'll clean up."

To like someone means to be willing to stand in the other person's shoes and consider the other person. This is human nature.

Whether it is Geto Suguru or Gojo Satoru, neither of them knows how long this relationship can last. They cannot see their own future, nor can they promise a future to each other.

It seems that apart from being as considerate and kind to the other person as possible at the moment, there is nothing else we can do.

After Gojo Satoru left, he cleared the table, cleaned the house, and took a quick shower. Then, Geto Suguru took a cigarette from the drawer of the bedside table, lit it, and went to the balcony to smoke it.

He actually doesn't have a smoking habit. He bought this box of cigarettes shortly after he moved here, and he only smoked a few in total.

But at this moment, he was alone, and after the noise, he was the only one left. The loneliness forced him to think about many things.

At times like this, I want to smoke one.

Those things that I really want to do, those things that I want and avoid, those things that I tried to avoid before but now have to face again and again, as well as my uncertain future.

Geto Suguru lay on the concrete balcony fence, and when he looked up he could see the sky full of stars. The moon was very bright, and the soft moonlight made the night mysterious and gentle.

Xia Yujie took a few puffs of his cigarette and frowned suddenly.

He didn't like that spicy and pungent taste, and even now, he still didn't understand why Glass liked that taste.

He has grown from a young student to an adult with many stories to tell, but he still cannot appreciate the meaning that tobacco gives to people.

The scarlet color flickered in the darkness. After smoking half of the cigarette, Geto Suguru put it out in the flowerpot on the cement platform.

The flowerpot has been here for a long time. The soil inside has dried up and cracked. The camellia in the flowerpot has long died, leaving only the lush branches that retain their original appearance.

Cigarettes are like alcohol; they can give people an excuse but they can't solve the problem.

Geto Suguru exhaled the white smoke from his mouth and looked up at the starry sky.

After his rebirth, he just wanted to get away from the past and become an ordinary monkey. Because he could not find a way out and did not know what to do to succeed, he could only exist as a monkey.

It would be too costly to spend ten years to verify right and wrong. Life is only a few short decades long. How could he have so many decades to try and make mistakes?

However, the appearance of Gojo Satoru gradually made him deviate from his original life trajectory. He began to get in touch with everything related to spells again and stepped back into the world of spells.

But what is the destiny of man?

To what extent does a person need to be able to see the trajectory of his own destiny?

What about him? How should he go about his life?

Can he... survive this year's Christmas Eve?