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

After asking this question, Geto Xia Yu suddenly felt that something was wrong. He simply pretended not to mind and didn't expect the other party to really answer him.

However, Gojo Satoru answered.

"Hmm," Gojo Satoru smiled nonchalantly after taking another mouthful of rice. "It's rather sad. The major I'm studying is quite special. I don't know why I'm the only one in my class. I have no companions to help me, so I have to do it all on my own."

"That's it."

"There are very few people working in the field I specialize in, so often one person has to do the work of several people, and it's not uncommon for people to not have enough food to eat."

Xia Yujie was silent for a while, then nodded, smiling uncomfortably, "It seems that he is indeed very busy."

Gojo Satoru couldn't help but sigh, like a child full of complaints against his teacher. No matter whether the person sitting opposite him was an old friend or someone he met for the first time, he was very familiar with them.

“Although I’m always busy, I feel that as long as I’m busy enough and work hard enough to do something, there will definitely be someone who doesn’t have to do it.”

Biting his chopsticks, Gojo Satoru seemed lost in his own world. He continued, "If I do enough, they...they, I mean, my companions, might suffer less."

"..."

It was only a short moment before Gojo Satoru laughed again. He picked up the last piece of fish with the burnt skin still attached and placed it in his bowl, placing it on the rice. He said, "There are many things we don't know how to do, so we need to keep exploring and try to find a solution that is good for everyone."

Geto Xia Yu didn't say anything, his beautiful lips were tightly pursed. Whether it was the fish on the plate or the rice in the bowl, at this moment, they all became tasteless.

He stared at the mackerel on the plate in silence for a long time before he smiled sadly.

He felt that he was a really strange person. He was afraid of being recognized by Gojo Satoru, but he felt extremely lost when the other party didn't recognize him at all.

While feeling lost, he felt more sorry. Whether it was now or the ten years before his rebirth, they had carried out various missions side by side. Later, after he defected from the Polytechnic, only Gojo was left to carry out the missions.

Not having yourself around is the same as not existing as a person. There is no essential difference.

Thinking back to that time, Gojo Satoru was just like he is now, busy all by himself, doing dangerous things everywhere, often so busy that he didn't even have time to eat.

What is the meaning of life? Is it to save the world and protect the weak, or to protect fellow sorcerers like yourself?

The world is big, and there are so many people in this world, whether they are monkeys or sorcerers, there are so many of them.

They may not even know that there is a person named Geto Suguru. Even if they know, they have never seen him. They just hear about him and forget about it. It is no different from hearing about the protagonist of the gossip incident.

However, his actions only affect those close to him and those who care about him deeply.

At this moment, Geto Suguru really wanted to ask the 20-year-old Gojo Satoru sitting opposite him, whether there was a moment when he particularly longed to be by his side, as a companion standing shoulder to shoulder and supporting each other, and whether there was a moment when he particularly hated him, hated him for leaving without a word and standing in the opposite direction.

It is precisely because they mean so much to each other and are best friends that such a parting of ways feels more like a betrayal.

But Xia Yujie didn't dare to ask, he couldn't bring himself to ask.

Only Gojo Satoru enjoyed the meal. He was a very talkative person and did not follow the rule of not talking too much at the table. He would say something to Geto Suguru from time to time.

It wasn't some high-sounding talk, he was just simply asking about some harmless little things in Geto Suguru's life, and by the way, he also took the initiative to tell him some things about himself.

When the night was pitch black and the stars were shining, the long meal came to an end.

After dinner, Gojo Satoru took the initiative to wash the dishes, which surprised Geto Suguru.

When they were in technical high school, every time after dinner, Gojo Satoru would find various reasons to let him or Nozomi wash the dishes.

The reasons were also speechless, the kind that could be easily exposed, such as a cramp in his hand, or a phone call. If he was a little more shameless, he would just lie on his shoulder and act like a spoiled child.

"Jay, I hate washing dishes. Can you wash mine too?"

"Jay, I'm allergic to dishwashing liquid. My hands become red and itchy. Can you help me wash them?"

Every time this happened, she would rub her head against his shoulder cunningly, like a cat trying to show its affection.

This kind of cheating behavior only benefits oneself, and Glass will not fall for it.

No matter how he acted coquettishly and pulled Naozi to call her sister, Naozi would just tell him to get away.

At this time, Gojo Satoru could only continue to pester him. When she couldn't stand his clinginess and agreed to help wash, Nozomi would roll her eyes in disapproval.

"Getsuyu, just keep spoiling him. If you keep doing this, Gojo will be ruined by you."

can you?

It's just washing dishes. Even if he leaves the technical high school in the future, Gojo Satoru can hire a nanny to wash dishes. How could he be ruined just because of something like washing dishes?

Think about it, how many times have I washed the dishes for Gojo Satoru?

countless.

Geto Suguru looked at Gojo Satoru's back as he stood in front of the sink washing dishes with his sleeves rolled up, and a gentle smile unconsciously appeared on his lips.

After rebirth, many things have changed, even Wu is the same. He used to hate washing dishes so much, but now he can hum a song while washing dishes.

Gojo Satoru is a person with great musical talent. He hums popular songs, but to Geto Suguru, the music has a different flavor from the original.

Gojo Satoru, the perfect and gifted boy, seems to be good at everything.

The melody suddenly stopped. When Geto was staring at Gojo Satoru in a trance, the other party suddenly turned around, catching the person who was looking at him off guard.

"Mr. Xia Yu," those blue eyes looked at Xia Yujie with a smile, and he suggested: "Tomorrow, I will bring you a delicious cake as a thank you gift, okay?"

Geto Suguru's cheeks flushed slightly, and he nodded gently without hesitation.

"Mr. Getsuyu also likes sweet things, right?"

Gojo Satoru turned around and continued washing the dishes, talking to himself.

Geto Xia Yu squinted his eyes and thought that he was actually not picky about food, because there was nothing in the world more difficult to swallow than a rag that had been used to wipe vomit, right?

After tasting that flavor countless times, everything edible tastes better than that.

"Is it sweet?" asked Geto Suguru.

No, that's the taste that Gojo Satoru likes. In the past, because I wasn't picky about food, I would subconsciously choose sweet when choosing flavors.

His gaze shifted to Gojo Satoru's straight back.

He said in his heart, I just keep eating the flavors you like.

But sweet is better than bitter after all, isn’t it?

"Maybe... I do like it," he said.