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

Just as Geto Xia Yu was holding his breath, he suddenly heard a loud thud coming from outside. It was obvious that something had fallen outside.

His heart suddenly rose to his throat, and without thinking, Geto Xia Yu opened the door.

In the darkness of the night, under the starlight, Gojo Satoru, who was sprawled in a mess on the wooden floor of the corridor, slowly turned his head.

The night light wasn't on, but the darkness couldn't stop Six Eyes.

Gojo Satoru saw Geto Suguru staring at him in amazement. After a few seconds of daze, Geto Suguru suddenly pounced on him.

A warm hand caressed Gojo Satoru's face, and Geto Suguru's voice was full of panic.

"You are hurt?"

Gojo Satoru subconsciously looked at his own face, but he couldn't see his own face with his own eyes. He could only see Geto Suguru's hand that was vaguely approaching him.

"Uh, I accidentally got scratched. Um... Is Mr. Geta still awake?"

As expected, Gojo Satoru asked.

Geto Suguru's eyes were full of anxiety and worry. He wanted to touch the wound on Gojo Satoru's face, but was afraid of hurting him.

One hand can only be placed at a distance, vaguely touching without actually touching.

Gojo Satoru sat up awkwardly, his blue eyes still clear in the night.

"I... I just..." Xia Yujie drooped his eyes and thought of a reasonable reason.

"I just happened to get up to go to the bathroom and happened to hear you come back."

"Is that so?" Gojo Satoru tilted his head and stared at him.

Geto Suguru pursed his lips tightly. He could feel Gojo Satoru's gaze on his face, which was questioning and probing. It was obviously normal, but his face still felt gradually getting hot.

"Well, you can't just sit here. Get up first."

It was late at night and the dew was heavy. Even the wooden floors in the corridor became damp, and sitting for a long time was not good for the body.

Although Geto Suguru said this, Gojo Satoru did not act accordingly.

After getting up, Geto Xiayou found Gojo Satoru still sitting there. He was confused. "Why don't you get up? It's late at night and the dew is heavy. The floor is very damp."

Gojo Satoru stretched out an arm towards Geto Suguru, and said pitifully, "I'm so tired, Mr. Suguru. I'm so tired that I don't want to move. I need your help to get up."

Is this acting like a spoiled child?

Listening to Gojo Satoru's long-awaited coquettish behavior, Geto Suguru couldn't help but take a deep breath of cold air.

This is indeed a way of acting like a spoiled child that is unique to DK Gojo Satoru. Only Gojo Satoru during his high school days liked to use this kind of voice and tell such clumsy lies.

Geto Suguru couldn't refuse Gojo Satoru like this. He sighed and reached out his hand helplessly to the man, shaking hands with the hand that had been waiting for a long time.

With a slight pull with his hands, Gojo Satoru used the force to jump up from the ground.

"Look behind," he smiled and pointed behind Geto Suguru.

Geto Xia Yu didn't understand what was going on but was very obedient. He turned around and saw the paper bag hanging on the door handle in the starlight.

He reached out and took the paper bag down, feeling the weight inside. His heart began beating uncontrollably, and Geto Suguru suddenly didn't know what to say.

Gojo Satoru was still waiting for praise behind Geto Suguru. However, after waiting for a long time, Geto Suguru, who had his back to him, did not turn around or even move.

He was a little puzzled and called out Xia Yujie's name, "Mr. Xia Yu?"

"Fool."

"Huh?" Gojo Satoru was stunned.

He stared blankly at Geto Suguru's back. Wearing a black loose home suit, Geto Suguru almost blended into the night. If it weren't for a section of his white neck exposed, he would have really melted into the night.

"It's such a long distance, why do you have to go, and even get yourself hurt." Xia Yujie frowned tightly, feeling sour and uncomfortable in his heart. The sourness spread from the heart all the way to the eye sockets and nasal cavity, making his eyes moist and his nasal cavity stinging.

Gojo Satoru stood there quietly, his eyes fixed on the back of Geto Suguru's head.

I thought I would be praised, but I didn't expect to be called an idiot.

There is some loss, but there is more happiness, right?

Mr. Getsu's voice changed slightly. He is worried about himself now, right?

Mr. Getsu, worry about him.

Worry, everyone says he is the strongest. The strongest person should not need anyone's worry. No one can hurt the strongest, so there is no need to worry about him.

However, Geto Suguru was worried about him, and he was probably the only one who was worried about him.

"Because I promised you."

His tightly furrowed brows suddenly relaxed because of Gojo Satoru's words, and Geto Suguru even heard a hint of smile in Gojo Satoru's suddenly gentle voice.

He turned around suddenly and saw the guy with slight scratches on his face and messy hair smiling at him.

Gojo Satoru was only twenty years old at that time, and to him, he was still a teenager.

But that smile, that tone, and what he said...

Geto Suguru felt as if he had returned to that time period. He was still a few months older than Gojo Satoru. Even though he was like a childish child who had not grown up in normal times, he still had the demeanor of an older man at critical moments.

"Wu..."

"If you promise someone something, you have to keep it no matter what, right?"

This is what Gojo Satoru said to Geto Suguru before he was reborn. After so much time and separation, he died in his hands and was suddenly and bizarrely reborn.

However, this sentence seems to have always followed them. Even though Gojo Satoru did not spend his youth with himself, he still has this life principle and will still say this to himself.

Geto Suguru was afraid that Gojo Satoru would see his emotions fluctuating so drastically, which would make him feel embarrassed.

He quickly lowered his eyelashes, sniffed, and asked Gojo Satoru, "Does it still hurt?"

Gojo Satoru realized belatedly that Geto Suguru was referring to the wound on his face. He was about to shake his head, but suddenly changed his mind at this moment.

He nodded heavily, his voice a little exaggerated, "Yeah, it hurts a lot. I've rarely been injured since I was a child. It hurts so much. If you don't believe me, look again. It's bleeding, right?"

Geto Suguru couldn't do anything about him. Which adult could do such an exaggerated thing?

Xia Youjie sighed helplessly, turned around first, and said to the person standing behind him: "Follow me in."

Gojo Satoru was very happy. He thought he would not be able to see Geto Suguru when he came back at this time, but he unexpectedly saw him in the end. Is this considered a wish come true?

The happy Gojo Satoru didn't care about the scratches on his face and followed Geto Suguru into his room.

After entering the room, Geto Suguru turned on the light by the door. The moment the ceiling light in the living room came on, he felt it was a bit dazzling because he had been in the dark for a long time.

"Go over there..." Geto put the paper bag on the coffee table next to the sofa. When he turned to look at Gojo Satoru, he couldn't help but pause and said, "Sit down."