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

"Who's taller between us?"

"Hmm..." Gojo Satoru stretched out his voice and gestured for a long time before he said uncertainly, "Almost... the same height."

Xia Yujie pondered the answer and couldn't help but feel a little funny. He patted Gojo Satoru on the shoulder and said, "I'm only this tall now, but Satoru will continue to grow."

Gojo Satoru blinked his eyelashes and looked at him again: "How can you be so sure?"

Xia Yujie held the water cup and pursed his lips tightly. He felt that he had said something wrong just now, so he quickly made amends, "Hasn't Wu heard this saying? It is said that people grow one last time in height when they reach the age of twenty-three. There are still three years until twenty-three, so Wu must be able to grow taller."

"Hey, is there really such a saying?"

Xia Yujie narrowed his eyes and smiled. He shook his head and said, "I don't know, but I have heard of it. If there is a chance, wait three years and measure your height again, and tell me if you have grown taller."

What does this mean? What does it mean if there is a chance?

Gojo Satoru, as if eager to prove something, quickly raised his hand. "There's a chance, there's a chance. There must be a chance. Jie, can you measure my height yourself in three years?"

Geto Xia Yu looked at him and smiled, but he was not sure, "Who knows where I will be in three years."

Gojo Satoru's expression became gloomy because of his words. He stared at Geto Suguru's drooping eyelashes. His thick and long eyelashes were like black crow feathers, covering his golden-brown pupils, making it impossible to see his mood when he said this.

But there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, a very faint smile.

This look of Geto Suguru feels unreal, as if he has no substance, as if he exists only in people's imagination.

Gojo Satoru moved his mouth, wanting to say something but didn't. He just stretched out a hand and placed it on Geto Suguru's shoulder.

The moment Gojo Satoru's hand fell on Geto Suguru's shoulder, feeling the weight and the heat of the other's palm, although Geto Suguru didn't look up, his eyelashes trembled quickly.

"What are you doing?" Geto Suguru moved his shoulders to try to shake off Gojo Satoru's hand, but Gojo Satoru was stubborn and refused to let him shake it off.

He asked Geto, "Will Geto not be here in three years? If not, where will Geto go?"

Xia Yujie held the water cup but was no longer thirsty. He pursed his lips and said uncertainly, "Who knows? Who can predict the future?"

The original Geto Suguru died on Christmas Eve of that year. Since then, he has become cold and will no longer have any new memories.

He had no idea how much time had passed or what had happened in his original world. When he was just reborn, he really wanted to figure out what was going on and how long time had continued to move forward after his death.

However, his rebirth seemed to have messed up the entire timeline. Now it is 2017, and people have no idea what will happen in the future 2018.

He still remembered that when he was just reborn, he wore tattered clothes and came all the way to the ghost district of Shinjuku. There were stalls full of people who believed in ghosts and gods, either fortune-telling or communicating with spirits. Everyone said that they could glimpse the secrets of heaven and know destiny.

However, when Geto Suguru felt all over his body and put a few coins on the witch's table and asked her what big things would happen in the magic world next year, the witch who was wearing a cloak with a hood and covering her face with a veil could not say anything at all.

She pretended to play with the crystal ball in her hand, and after a long time she said "Huh" with good acting skills.

She frowned and said, "It's so strange. I can't see your future. If I can't see your future, then I can't see the question you asked. It's strange, really strange."

Geto Suguru felt like a fool for wanting to rely on the witch, and even lost all his last money.

Now think about it, he died on Christmas Eve of that year, so it makes sense that the other party couldn't see his fate in the next year, and by the way, couldn't see the things he wanted to know.

How can a dead person have a future?

"It's okay," Gojo Satoru pressed his hand hard on Geto's shoulder. "Just pretend that Geto doesn't live here anymore in three years. No matter where he moves, I'll just follow him. That way, we can still be neighbors."

"Huh?" This idea was something that Geto Suguru had never expected.

He frowned slightly, as if he couldn't understand Gojo Satoru. However, Gojo Satoru didn't seem to be speaking out of spontaneity.

Gojo Satoru's eyes were sincere, even with a little bit of pride and complacency.

Xia Yujie laughed and shook his head helplessly, "What are you so proud of?"

"Did you find out?" A smile spread across Gojo Satoru's eyes. "Don't you think I'm smart? As long as I keep following Jie and stay by his side, then in three years, we'll still be good friends."

"Enlightenment..." It would be a lie to say that I am not moved. No matter what I have done, whether I am a good person or a bad person, no matter when it is, ten years ago or ten years later, no matter whether I am alive or dead, before death or after rebirth.

Gojo Satoru's words and actions are consistent. If he says he is his best friend, then he is his best friend.

He never wanted to give up on himself.

"Satoru," Geto Suguru was very moved and called Gojo Satoru's name. He was really afraid that he would start confessing to the other party in the next second.

I confess that I shouldn't have abandoned you so willfully ten years ago. I shouldn't have been devoured by my inner demons. When I had accumulated negative emotions, I should have talked to you. When I encountered something that I couldn't make up my mind about and had no better way to solve, I should have sought your help.

For a few seconds, Geto Suguru really wanted to say these words to Gojo Satoru, apologize to him, and say sorry.

however--

"Jie, you are not a pessimistic person."

"what?"

Gojo Satoru also stood there leaning against the kitchen counter. He said, "Jie seemed very depressed just now, but I don't think he is that kind of person. He is very strong. Nothing can make him depressed. Besides..."

He turned his head and smiled at Geto Suguru, "What will happen three years from now? A lot can happen in three years, maybe..."

"Maybe what?"

Gojo Satoru quickly shook his head again, his lips curled up unnaturally. "No, nothing. I just think we'll be better off in three years than we are now. Well, if things don't work out, let's buy this place. We can live here as long as we want. No one has to leave."

By the time Gojo Satoru realized it, Geto Suguru had been staring at him blankly for a long time. Seeing Geto looking at him like that made him feel a little nervous.

Oops, I think I said the wrong thing again.