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

"True friends don't change with age, right?"

Geto Suguru just looked at Gojo Satoru without saying anything.

Gojo Satoru then said, "Do you think I'm a very immature person?"

Xia Yujie smiled slightly and teased him, "Aren't you?"

Gojo Satoru wasn't quite convinced by what he said, but he also knew that sometimes he could appear a little childish.

only……

"If I don't act childish when I'm with them, they probably won't want to talk to me or play with me."

Being the most reliable and trustworthy can also put pressure on people and make them wary. If you still try to appear mature and steady, then you will be a truly frightening person.

The smile on Geto's lips gradually disappeared, and a flash of confusion appeared in his golden-brown eyes.

Gojo Satoru raised an eyebrow, pretending not to care. He walked over to Geto Suguru and said like a sulking child, "When I'm around Geto Suguru, I feel like you're my best friend, so I can't help but want to reveal my true self to you. Don't you like that?"

Don’t you like it?

These words were like the sound of a huge bell in a mountain temple being struck hard by a hammer. The loud noise spread out in circles in the heart like ripples, echoing for a long time.

Geto Suguru's narrow and charming eyes suddenly widened in an instant, and Gojo Satoru turned his head to look into the distance, leaving him with only a perfectly curved jawbone and pink earlobes.

After saying this, Gojo Satoru realized that there was ambiguity in his words, but he didn't want to explain anything further.

He stubbornly refused to look at Geto Suguru, and inexplicably felt a sense of sourness and fullness in his chest.

It's like punching cotton, but not only does the cotton not hurt, but your hand is also stuck with cotton wool.

"Or does Mr. Getsu think that I'm immature for being so straightforward?"

"Ahem," Geto Xiayou coughed twice to cover up his embarrassment. He knew he had misunderstood just now.

With his teeth tightly biting the inner wall of his lower lip, Xia Yujie was annoyed that he always had random associations with this matter.

"No," he immediately responded to Gojo Satoru, "You're right. True friendship has nothing to do with age. It has nothing to do with time. Even if we're separated for a long time, the weight of the other person in our hearts won't change at all."

As he said this, Xia Yujie couldn't help but smile again. He looked up at the sky. A little sunlight shone in through the gaps in the crowns of the towering trees, and the mottled light and shadows fell gently on their faces and bodies.

"Friendship is something more reliable than love, right?"

"...Hmm?" Gojo Satoru turned his head suddenly. He didn't understand what Geto Suguru meant.

Geto Xiayou smiled at him with his eyes narrowed, his voice soft and gentle. His previous listlessness was gone, and he was now very energetic.

"I also want to be good friends with Wu for life, even if we get older."

Gojo Satoru first stared at Geto Suguru blankly, and after a few seconds he pounced on Geto Suguru with an animalistic behavior.

Gojo Satoru, with his long arms and legs, hung on Geto like a koala. He cried fake tears, "I also want to be friends with Geto-san for life, so don't talk to me about age and the gap. I'm only seven years old, not seventy or seven hundred!"

Geto Suguru couldn't stand being treated like this by a man, and he kept pushing Gojo Satoru's head.

"Hey, can you please stop scratching me like a cat?"

Gojo Satoru didn't care about that. He whined and retorted, "How could I tickle you? I was clearly so moved that I expressed my excitement to you like this. Mr. Getu, do you understand?"

Thinking about it is one thing, but actually experiencing it is another. Moreover, if the other party continues to cling to me like a boneless cat, I'm afraid some parts of me will be out of control...

No, no, that kind of embarrassing situation must not happen.

Thinking of this, Geto Suguru tried his best to peel this guy who had no sense of propriety off his body.

The next second—"Ah!"

In the forest where there was no one else except them, Gojo Satoru's screams suddenly echoed.

The person who was finally stripped from Xia Yujie's body stood opposite Xia Yujie with a puffy face. Xia Yujie looked at the other person and couldn't bear it after enduring for a long time.

"Hahahaha, sorry, Satoru, hahahaha."

Gojo Satoru crossed his arms over his chest, looking angrily at Geto Suguru who was laughing so hard that he couldn't straighten his back. There was a handmade cage made of thin iron wire on his head.

The cage is not big, so it can hold a lot of cicadas. If it only holds one head, Gojo Satoru's head is just right.

"Hey, Jay, stop laughing. Who on earth put that thing on my head?"

Such questioning still failed to stop Geto Suguru from laughing, because it was really too funny. With a silver-white head and blue eyes under the sunglasses, he looked like a cat that was upset because it was locked in a cage.

"Ah~ You're probably the only one in the world who can put the strongest sorcerer's head into a cage."

Gojo Satoru remembered that this cage was used to hold cicadas, so he used both hands to try to remove it from his head.

However, after trying a few times with his hands and the thing remained stuck on his head without moving, Gojo Satoru suddenly realized that something was wrong.

"Hey, Jie," he called out to Xia Yujie in a panic, and used both hands to pull Xia Yujie away again and again. "What's going on? This thing has grown on my head and it doesn't want to leave."

After hearing this, Geto Suguru finally stopped laughing and put his hands on the cage, looking left and right.

No matter how you look at it, there are some gaps. Normally, it shouldn't be stuck, but...

He pulled upwards with all his strength, and once the edge of the cage door was raised, it would be caught by Gojo Satoru's ear.

"Ah this..."

Gojo Satoru was anxious, "Hurry up and think of a way to save my head!"

"Well, Wu, didn't I tell you not to always call yourself Laozi? It's very rude!"

Gojo Satoru's glasses slipped down to the tip of his nose and were about to fall onto his mouth. His eyes widened with displeasure, "You're still lecturing me at this hour!"

In fact, he usually speaks well, but when the crisis comes, this bad habit of speaking will come out unconsciously.

Geto Suguru wanted to laugh again. Gojo Satoru with a cage on his head was really funny.

However, laughing again would be impolite, and I felt uncomfortable trying to hold back my laughter.

"Wu, why don't we go back and find a pair of pliers to unscrew it."

"How can this be possible? The cage is used to hold cicadas. It will break if you unscrew it." Gojo Satoru's eyebrows instantly frowned. He suddenly moved closer and stared at Geto Suguru through the small squares on the cage.

"Did you put this thing on my head on purpose to prevent me from catching cicadas with you?"

A drop of cold sweat slid down Xia Yujie's head. He was speechless, "Who do you take me for?"

Gojo Satoru snorted coldly and replied bluntly, "Who could he be? A bad guy!"

Geto Suguru: “…(°ー°〃)”