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

The next day, after getting up, Geto Xia Yu listened attentively to the noise coming from the next room as usual.

I put my ear against the wall, closed my eyes and listened carefully, but today, it was still quiet over there.

Geto left the wall in disappointment, feeling a little disgusting for a moment.

but……

I want to know if Gojo Satoru is still home, but I can't always go directly to him.

If he was honest in his heart, it would be fine to just go and find him. But if he was not honest in his heart, if he had something to hide, he would always feel that the other party would see through his thoughts, and he didn't dare to do so. He didn't dare to expose his shameful thoughts in front of Gojo Satoru.

He resisted the urge to go over and take a look, and washed up and had breakfast in an orderly and hurried manner, and then hurried out.

The first thing he did after going out was to check the door of his room. When Geto Suguru saw the white note paper, his anxious mood instantly calmed down.

As if he was the person waiting for the other boot to drop upstairs, when he saw the note left by Gojo Satoru for him, Geto Suguru was sure that the other party had already gotten up and gone to work.

Overnight, Gojo Satoru went from being Gojo classmate to Gojo teacher, and also went from going to school to going to work. This change is really big, isn't it?

Xia Yujie went downstairs excitedly with the note left by Gojo Satoru, muttering to himself: "Soumen, Soba, Soba Cold Noodles."

Because of Gojo Satoru's sudden intrusion, Geto Suguru's life, which was as lifeless as a stagnant pool of water, suddenly became colorful.

It was as if a stone was suddenly thrown into a silent lake, and with a ding-dong sound, ripples spread out in circles.

As usual, there was lecture time. Apart from the lecture time, Geto Suguru would look at his watch almost every few minutes. It felt like he was back in middle school.

At that time, he was obsessed with playing basketball. Whether he was in class or after class, his mind was full of basketball.

As a top student, it was the first time that he felt that a class was so long. It was so long that the teacher talked for so long, but only a few minutes had passed when he looked at the time.

Now, it's the same.

Fortunately, time always flows slowly, and Geto Suguru can always wait for the moment to get off work.

It is impossible for him to work overtime. He would rather not have the overtime pay. Compared with single men like him, several lecturers with families are more willing to work overtime because they can get paid.

According to Gojo Satoru's order, Geto Suguru bought soba noodles when passing by the supermarket. He also bought spicy sauce to go with the soba noodles, and he prepared watermelon as fruit.

Geto Xiayou knew that it was impossible for him to meet Gojo Satoru near his home every time, so he wanted to go back quickly to put the watermelon in the refrigerator to cool it down. Therefore, he did not stay on the road for long.

Put the watermelon in the refrigerator and pour the sauce into two bowls. Just wait for Gojo Satoru to come back, cook the soba noodles and chill them before you can start eating. The side dish is lettuce. Throw it into the pot when cooking the noodles and you can take it out together with the noodles after they are cooked.

Dinner is so simple that it doesn't take long to prepare.

Geto Suguru sat on the sofa. Every time at this time, the afterglow of the setting sun would shine in through the window, shining on the paintings on the wall and on the person sitting on the sofa.

His eyes once again looked uncontrollably at the mechanical watch on his wrist. The time had already reached 7 o'clock.

At this time yesterday, he had already tasted the saltiness of the curry with Gojo Satoru. At the same time today, Gojo Satoru had not returned yet.

Geto Suguru sat there bored, and he couldn't help but complain to himself that time was passing so slowly.

He casually picked up the unfinished sports magazine on the coffee table and started reading. XXX won the Australian Open, XXX was photographed staying overnight with a famous model, XXX had scored a few goals this season, XXX's contract with the club had risen to an astronomical figure never seen before...

The news that was originally very attractive to him now became boring.

Geto Suguru's attention was distracted, distracted to the hands of his watch and the changes in light and darkness in the sky outside.

However, when the sun completely disappeared over the horizon and night fell on time, Geto Suguru still hadn't waited for the person he wanted to wait for.

Unable to sit still any longer, he opened the door and went out into the corridor.

He walked slowly back and forth in the not-too-long corridor, looking in the direction of the courtyard gate from time to time, and looking at the tightly closed door of Gojo Satoru's room from time to time.

This kind of waiting had happened before. After the Astral Plasma incident, the growing gap in strength made Gojo Satoru start to take on tasks that others could not perform alone, alone, instead of working with two people.

He could only do some tasks of exorcising ordinary cursed spirits, and he was alone. His ability was more than enough to deal with those cursed spirits, and he didn't need to bring anyone with him.

They carried out missions separately and traveled all over the country. Many times, because the level of the cursed spirit was low, Geto Suguru was the first one to complete the mission and return.

At that time, looking at Gojo Satoru's room in the technical high school dormitory, his mood was very similar to what he feels now.

But at that time, my thoughts were very pure. I was worried about whether Gojo Satoru would be in danger, and worried that he would not eat or sleep well and would be tired. It is still the same now. The only difference is probably my state of mind.

Back then, how I felt about my classmates and close friends, and how I feel about them now...

Geto Suguru withdrew his gaze from Gojo Satoru's door and continued pacing.

After dark, the forest next door becomes a little scary, like a dormant beast waiting for its chance to strike.

The river water below the gentle slope began to reflect the lights of the residential buildings. In the distant commercial street, the lights gradually lit up, still brilliant.

Geto Suguru could no longer see clearly whether there was a human figure moving on the road beside the riverbank. He tried to sense it for the first time in a long time, but after trying hard, he still could not smell the aura of Gojo Satoru's cursed power.

Geto Suguru stood with his back against the wall, enjoying the cool breeze. Even from such a distance, he could occasionally smell the fishy smell of river plants mixed with the fragrance of grass and trees.

"Are teachers in technical colleges so busy?" he asked into the air.

Isn't Gojo Satoru the person in charge of the first grade? After becoming a teacher, is he still as busy as when he was a student?

Since he needs to lead students, can't the higher-ups assign him fewer tasks?

Geto Suguru's head unconsciously touched the wall behind him. Where no one could see, he puffed up his cheeks and looked so bored that mushrooms were about to grow on him.

"Enlightenment, enlightenment..."

Whispering Gojo Satoru's name, Geto Suguru couldn't help but smile.

After laughing, even though no one was watching him nearby, he blushed uncontrollably.

No matter what, the two of them were close friends before. How could it be right to repeat the name of a close friend over and over again in a deserted corner?

But he wanted to call his name.

It’s not Gojo-san, nor is it Gojo-sensei, it’s just the name that I’ve called countless times in the past.

Just one simple word - enlightenment.

This is the name I have called out countless times in my heart over the past ten years, but rarely spoken out loud.

Only people who are close to him will call him by his name. He likes to call Gojo Satoru's name in such a warm and intimate way, just like he likes to hear Gojo Satoru call him Jie casually.

It's not Gojo, nor Geto, just simply Satoru and Jie.

It seems that this is enough, but it also seems that this is far from enough.

Geto Suguru looked at the sky full of stars and felt a little confused about himself.

Didn’t we agree not to be greedy anymore? Why did I become even more dissatisfied after Wu came to my side?

This is probably the bad nature of human beings.

Xia Yujie put his hands in his pockets and leaned against the wall. The wall had been exposed to the sun all day and was still warm. When he pressed his back against it, a thin layer of damp sweat would be ironed out, but at the same time, his waist and back felt very comfortable.

He took the hand wearing the watch out of his pocket and raised it. With the warm yellow light of the night light at the door, Xia Yujie saw the time clearly: eight o'clock.

"Did he go on a mission? Should I give him a call and ask?"

Taking the cell phone out of his trouser pocket, Geto Suguru went to look through the phone book, but when he saw the name of Gojo Satoru which was specially marked in the phone book, his hand that was about to press the dial button suddenly stopped.

Now that he has been reborn, will Gojo Satoru still use the same number as before?