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

Which Gojo Satoru do you love?

It was Gojo Satoru who had been his classmate for three years and his best friend for life, but who in the end "purified" him from this world with his own hands.

Or was it the twenty-year-old Gojo Satoru on the other end of the phone, who he had only known for a few months and was warming her up with a pure and enthusiastic heart?

Geto Suguru hopes that he is bad enough to tell lies as he pleases.

He liked Gojo Satoru because he loved his wife and everything about her, and because of his use of substitutes and meal replacements. But also because of this, he felt sorry for Gojo Satoru.

However, he had a deep three-year bond with Gojo Satoru, the man who killed him. Even though they were separated by ten years, no one took away their friendship.

Time, position, good and evil have not taken it away, so why can the emergence of substitutes and meal replacements easily erase this feeling?

Why? This is unfair to Wu.

"Ah," Gojo Satoru laughed, "No need to answer, I understand."

"Satoru!"

At this moment, Xia Yujie's heart suddenly became very tight. He felt as if something had slipped through his fingers. He tried hard to catch it, but he could not catch anything.

"It's okay, Mr. Geto, you don't have to wait for me tonight. I'm going on a business trip to Kyushu. I'll be back after the mission is completed, just..." Gojo Satoru frowned. He could never say such cruel and cold words to Geto. He had to swallow all the bitterness himself.

"Satoru?" There was obvious panic in Geto Suguru's voice.

Gojo Satoru acted as if he hadn't heard anything and just moved his mouth. "Just wait for me at home obediently."

At the office door, seeing that the door was not closed, Assistant Supervisor Akira Nitta poked his head in. After seeing Gojo Satoru talking on the phone, he quietly retreated.

Gojo Satoru exhaled slowly, "Okay, I have to leave now. We can talk later."

"Enlightenment, enlightenment..."

Gojo Satoru hung up the phone cruelly, cutting off what Geto Suguru wanted to say in his ears.

He could almost imagine what Geto Suguru would say, and could also imagine what expression Geto Suguru had on his face right now.

No matter how you think about it, it makes people feel distressed at this time.

With the cell phone in his hand, Gojo Satoru was in a very irritable mood. He really wanted to drag Geto Suguru to the dojo and have a good fight. He would punch the guy in the face, beat him so hard that his face was swollen and black and blue and covered with tape, and beat him until he begged for mercy.

Tsk, it's impossible to beat him until he begs for mercy. That guy is very stubborn and would rather be beaten to death by me than beg for mercy. What's more, he has excellent physical skills. If I only use physical skills to fight him, I will never be able to beat him to that extent.

The more he thought about it, the more annoyed he became, and Gojo Satoru kicked over his chair.

The loud noise made Akira Nitta, who was on standby outside, look around again, but he never dared to ask him why he was angry.

Gojo Satoru opened the drawer, threw the sunglasses on his nose into the drawer, and took out a roll of white bandage.

He glanced at the pair of round glasses, closed his eyes, and pushed the drawer back with a snap.

Gojo Satoru skillfully wrapped the white bandage around his eyes as he walked out. Akira Nitta at the door was surprised to see the bandage replacing the black round sunglasses on his eye sockets.

"Why did you think of using a bandage? It feels weird."

Gojo Satoru snorted, "Bandages are more convenient."

convenient?

Arata Akira curled her lips behind Gojo Satoru in disapproval. She didn't understand why this thing had to be wrapped in circles and was so troublesome. Could it really be more convenient than sunglasses?

But now was not the time to talk about this, so she took two quick steps to barely catch up with Gojo Satoru.

As he walked, he took out a new document from his briefcase.

"Well... the higher-ups said you have to go somewhere else first, and then move on to Kyushu after things are settled there."

Hearing this, his brows beneath the bandage couldn't help but frown. Soon, Gojo Satoru sighed again, and the sudden anger dissipated in an instant.

He nodded as if giving up on himself, "Then let's go."

Beside the riverbank near his home, in the orange afterglow of the setting sun, Geto Suguru looked at the hung up call interface and was unable to come back to his senses for a long time.

"I bought your favorite cake."

Before I could finish this sentence, the phone was hung up.

Is this the first time Gojo Satoru hung up on him on his own initiative?

Did he hang up because he felt hurt that he didn't answer the question in time, or because he was really too busy?

Geto Suguru found that he had no idea what the answer was.

Those strong and full emotions have not been expressed to the other party, there are still many words that have not been said, and some emotions have not been well perceived by the other party.

Xia Yujie didn't know what to do specifically, but he just knew that something very important to them could not be conveyed between them.

【Do you love me? 】

The question that Gojo Satoru asked at that time echoed over and over again in Geto Suguru's mind. Now that he was ruminating on it, he himself began to lose track of it.

In the past, there was a clear line between the original Gojo Satoru and the current Gojo Satoru, but now, this line has gradually become blurred and is about to disappear.

Geto Suguru stubbornly believed that he could tell who was who and what the differences were in his feelings towards them.

Looking back now, when Gojo Satoru finally asked him the question he had been avoiding, he realized that he was simply unable to separate his emotions so clearly.

Every penny and every cent is a mess.

The tiger skin cake was put into the refrigerator by Geto Suguru. The cold white light from the fresh-keeping layer shone on Geto Suguru's face, revealing his bleak face.

Gojo Satoru is not here and may not be here for the next few days. He and the two fighting fish are the only living things left in this room.

After realizing that he wouldn't be able to see Gojo Satoru for several days, a sudden surge of loneliness washed over Geto Suguru.

He looked around the house a little uncomfortably. This time, there was no cat named Xiaowu to accompany him.

Geto Xiayou closed the refrigerator door, ran out of the room quickly and came to the corridor. He looked around, hoping that at this moment, a snow-white ragdoll cat with blue eyes would appear here, rub its head against his trouser leg, raise its head and meow at him.

It’s okay to buy fish. He will even scrape off the scales and remove the internal organs. He will cook it, whether steamed, braised, or salted, and will feed it to the fish after it’s cooked.

However, there was no trace of the cat here. No matter where he looked, there was no trace of the ragdoll cat.

Loneliness reached its peak at this moment. Just as Geto Suguru slowly squatted down with his head in his hands, the cell phone in his trouser pocket rang.

He fumbled to take it out and looked at it, and was surprised to find that it was a colleague from work.