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

The gaze continued downwards, to the chin, then to the Adam's apple, to the clear collarbone, to...

The smile on Gojo Satoru's lips gradually disappeared. When he saw the round wound on Geto Suguru's chest, which was so small that it was almost negligible, his lips were tightly pursed.

Her eyebrows were lowered over her eyes, her mouth was tightly pursed, and her jawline became tense, and her gentleness was gone.

At this time, Gojo Satoru was using one arm to support his upper body, lying on his side in a half-elevated, half-lying position, with his right hand hanging by his side.

The white and slender fingers moved slightly, and Gojo Satoru uncontrollably wanted to touch the scar.

The scar is located on the pectoral muscle, and directly under the flesh is the heart.

Gojo Satoru looked at the scar in silence, his trembling fingertips finally clenched into fists.

Geto Suguru has a very good body. No matter who evaluates it, it is a very perfect body of an adult male.

He is neither weak nor skinny. His tall frame is covered with a layer of evenly distributed muscles that look very powerful, but at the same time he does not look too strong or bloated due to excessive muscle mass.

On such a perfect body, there are two old crossed wounds extending from the chest to the abdomen, which are obviously caused by a sharp knife.

Gojo Satoru sighed and shifted his gaze to the light blue wall.

He smiled bitterly. Who would be willing to leave a scar on such a good person like Geto Suguru?

But there are just two people like this in this world.

……

An hour later, Geto Suguru woke up. He opened his eyes and stared at the unfamiliar environment for a long time before he suddenly realized that this was not his room. He was staying at Gojo Satoru's house next door.

Thinking of this, Geto Suguru suddenly sat up from the bed. He looked around the not-so-big bedroom and there was no sign of Gojo Satoru.

He lowered his head again to look at the place next to him. It was obvious that someone had slept there. The wrinkles on the bed sheet were very obvious, but when he reached out and touched it, it was not warm at all, but cold.

Xia Yujie raised his hand and rubbed his brow, muttering to himself, "Have you gone to work yet? What time is it now?"

He raised his hand and touched the cell phone on the bedside table. The time showed that it was a few minutes before half past six. This was the time when Geto Suguru got up every day. After forming a biological clock, he would wake up at this time even if the alarm clock did not ring.

Stretching, he stood up and changed into the clothes he wore yesterday.

Geto Suguru is a very clean person and always changes his clothes every day, but there is no way today. His daughters are here and he is not used to changing clothes in such a small room, even if no one is watching him.

He decided to go back to his place and spray some perfume to get by for the day.

As Geto Suguru expected, there was no sign of Gojo Satoru in either the living room or the bathroom. When Geto Suguru squeezed toothpaste and stood by the sink brushing his teeth, he glanced inadvertently and saw a note stuck on the mirror.

The handwriting was still the same flamboyant cursive script. If you hadn't been with him long enough, you might not be able to recognize what he wrote.

[Jie~ Do you think I'm in the bathroom?

No, I’ve already left. Haha~

I'm going on a business trip for five days and won't be back. The key is on the cabinet in the entrance hall. Just take it.

I'll leave the room to you while I'm away. Let my daughters stay for a few more days and you can stay with me.

I will be back on time in the afternoon of five days later, and I will also bring delicious desserts as souvenirs. So, Mr. Getsu, can you make tempura for me? Ψ(￣?￣)Ψ】

Seeing this, Xia Yujie couldn't help laughing, "Didn't you say you don't accept orders?"

Having said that, Geto Suguru decided to fulfill Gojo Satoru's wish.

[Don't worry about me, I will be back on time this time.

And there is——

Jay's sleeping face is so cute.

(????)

Hehehe~】

At the end, it was still Gojo Satoru's usual signature style, a stick figure wearing black round glasses.

In just a few short sentences, there are a lot of cute emoticons. Which adult man would do that?

Perhaps there is only one Gojo Satoru in this world.

Geto Xia Yu was so busy reading the note that he forgot he had a toothbrush in his mouth.

He looked at the last sentence stupidly, and after laughing, his fair face quickly turned red uncontrollably.

His slender fingers subconsciously touched his cheek. Xia Yujie stared at the person in the mirror, trying hard to imagine what this face would look like if it was asleep.

However, if no one takes a picture, it is impossible for a person to know what he or she looks like when he or she is asleep.

Geto Suguru was wondering, could his sleeping face really be called cute?

In his self-awareness, Geto Suguru never associates himself with the word cute, not when he is awake, and certainly not when he is asleep.

If he wanted to talk about cuteness, he actually thought that Gojo Satoru's sleeping face was the cutest. That lively guy probably only looked so quiet and harmless when he was fast asleep.

Without the strongest halo, the handsome guy finally became a mute who couldn't speak. Those points on his body that were messed up by himself were sealed because of his sleep, leaving only a quiet and silent guy like a good baby.

Such a contrast is very cute in Geto Suguru's eyes.

As for Gojo Satoru, who was asleep, in the past three years at the technical high school, Geto Suguru had seen him countless times, even last night...

Thinking of the sleeping face of Gojo Satoru that he saw so close to him last night, the smile on Geto Suguru's face froze. He brushed his teeth quickly, spit out the toothpaste foam in his mouth, and rinsed his mouth with clean water over and over again.

He remembered that he seemed to be dreaming, and in his dream he saw Gojo Satoru.

With his hands on the edge of the sink, Geto Suguru's expression was quite wonderful.

He remembered that in his dream, he did not control his desires and clung to the other person like a soft noodle.

Because I think it's a dream, my own dream, and I can do whatever I want, so...

His brows gradually furrowed, and his teeth bit his lips tightly. Xia Yujie felt that he was finished. He seemed to have done something very inappropriate in front of that person.

What if, what if Gojo Satoru woke up at that time...

Geto Suguru had a bitter face and sadly discovered that life might be quite long. He could neither go to the moon nor die in a short time. He had to continue to face Gojo Satoru in the days to come with this embarrassing situation of being able to dig out a three-bedroom apartment with his toes.

Wu, will he think that I am a pervert?

No, no, no, that shouldn't be the case. If he was awake and felt sick at the time, he probably wouldn't have left such a note for me.

Even if we take a gamble, maybe Gojo Satoru has never woken up at all.

Even if he wakes up, what will happen?

For the sake of his own face, Geto Suguru thought that refusing to admit anything would be an option.

The only thing left on his body was to be tough. After doing it once, he no longer had any psychological burden. He felt that maybe he could do it.