Although he didn't hear clearly what Gojo Satoru said, Geto Suguru saw Gojo Satoru's lip movements and was able to guess something from the opening and closing of his lips.

He stopped looking at the other person's smile. For a second, he felt that there was something wrong with his eyes.

Gojo Satoru imitated Geto Suguru and looked outside the aquarium, watching the dense rain curtain, the ripples of raindrops hitting the ground, the embarrassed pedestrians passing by, the plants swaying in the wind, and also looking at the people around him with the corner of his eyes.

Gojo Satoru was wondering whether Geto Suguru heard what he just said.

If he heard it, why didn't he respond at all? Even just scolding himself would have been fine.

But even if he said he didn't hear it, Gojo Satoru happened to see a blush flash across Geto Suguru's face.

He pouted, feeling confused about the situation.

Experience, no experience, at this moment, Gojo Satoru had to feel the importance of experience again, no matter what kind of experience it was.

The two of them stood at the entrance of the aquarium for almost half an hour before the rain gradually subsided.

Summer rain is mostly showers. Geto Suguru looked up at the sky and saw that the color of the clouds had become lighter, so he called out to Gojo Satoru to leave quickly.

After we left the aquarium, the rain was still falling, even though it was much lighter, and soon our clothes were soaked.

In this situation, taking the bus was no longer appropriate, so Geto reluctantly called a taxi.

In Neon, taxi fares are relatively expensive. Normally, he would not take a taxi and would choose the bus or subway whenever possible. But now the situation is special, and he can only reluctantly call a taxi.

Even when he was sitting in the back seat of the taxi, Geto Suguru was still feeling upset that he had gone to the aquarium on a whim and missed the best opportunity to go home.

The moment he saw Gojo Satoru in the dim light of the aquarium, the surprise he felt was incomparable, but...

Xia Yujie looked at the scenery outside the window and curled his lips unconsciously. He felt speechless about himself thinking about it for so long just for a little bus fare.

Xia Yujie felt even more uncomfortable when he thought about the several of his luxury cars parked in the underground garage of Panxing Sect.

Do you want to go back and drive one someday?

Although the transportation is very convenient, it is always more convenient to have a car.

Thinking of this, he shook his head again and thought, forget it, I have already decided to separate from those people and things in my previous life, so it is better not to do such things.

On rainy days, traffic is easily jammed, and some sections of the road can even be described as paralyzed.

Geto Suguru and Gojo Satoru sat side by side in the back seat, and all the tempura ingredients, fish and fish tanks they bought were placed in the trunk.

The back seat of a taxi may be spacious for ordinary people, but it is still too crowded for two big men who are nearly 190 cm tall.

The long legs had nowhere to go and were confined in the narrow space, with their knees touching each other.

The air conditioner in the car was set to a very low temperature, and my whole body was chilly, but the place where my knees touched felt inexplicably hot.

The two people looked out the window on each other's side. The rain was sometimes heavy and sometimes light. Lightning and thunder came one after another, some in the sky and some in their ears.

At the beginning, Gojo Satoru would still chat with Geto Suguru, but with the constant traffic jams and the constant stopping and starting, Gojo Satoru gradually became completely silent.

It wasn't until something furry hit Geto Suguru's shoulder as the car stopped and bumped around that he realized Gojo Satoru had fallen asleep.

With his hands folded across his chest and his head resting on Geto Suguru's shoulder, Gojo Satoru fell asleep like that.

The sky darkened earlier than usual because of the rain, and without the lights on in the car, it seemed even darker.

Xia Yujie glanced at the driver in front. The driver's attention was all on the road conditions and he didn't pay any attention to the passengers at all.

Geto Suguru's pounding heart finally calmed down a little.

He turned his head slightly and looked down at the person leaning on his shoulder. This guy, who was always very cautious about his surroundings, actually fell asleep in a stranger's car.

Wu, he wasn’t like this before, right?

He was still thinking about hurrying back to prepare dinner, but after Gojo Satoru fell asleep on his shoulder, Geto Suguru felt that there was no need to rush.

Just like now, the two of them sat together with their heads touching, and no one disturbed them.

It was raining heavily outside, and they felt very safe in the car where they were not exposed to the rain.

The car stopped and started, taking them to the same destination.

Even if they had to take a detour, even if there was a traffic jam, even if the route was changed, he knew that in the end, when they reached their destination, the two of them would not separate and would go back together to the place they called home.

Xia Yujie looked out the window. The rain was getting heavier. The rain washed the car window, making the scenery outside blurry and distorted, and it was hard to see clearly.

Gojo Satoru's hair rubbed against Geto Suguru's neck, which was exposed outside his T-shirt, and his warm breath sprayed on his jawline in a very regular manner.

Whether it was his neck or jawline, at this moment, Geto Suguru felt very itchy.

The itch drilled all the way from the surface of the body to the inside, like a little bug drilling into the heart.

Just now I thought the air conditioner was turned on too low, but now, gradually, my back became wet, and even a thin layer of sweat began to appear on the palms of my hands.

Geto Suguru's attention was drawn to the person on his shoulder. At this moment, a sudden emergency brake caused the two people to almost hit the back of the chair in front at the same time.

Geto Suguru didn't bother to ask what happened. He almost reflexively held Gojo Satoru in his arms.

Gojo Satoru bumped into a warm chest that was hard yet slightly soft, while Geto Suguru's shoulder hit the back of the chair in front of him.

The chair back usually feels very soft, but if you suddenly hit it with great force, the pain is still quite uncomfortable.

The driver was more frightened than the passengers. After calming down a little, he kept apologizing to the two people behind him.

"The person in front of me suddenly braked, so I had to brake right away. I'm really sorry."

In fact, the first reaction was that there had been a car accident, but the driver's words made Xia Yujie feel relieved. In any case, it was just a false alarm.

Geto Xiayou shook his head, indicating that he didn't mind, and asked the driver to drive carefully.

After thanking Geto Suguru profusely in front of him, the driver became more focused.

Rainy days are indeed the weather with the highest incidence of accidents.

After experiencing such a sudden change, because his body was firmly protected in Geto Suguru's arms, Gojo Satoru just closed his eyes, hummed, and fell asleep again.

This guy is very generous. It is more comfortable to sleep in Geto Suguru's arms than on his shoulder.

He would even adjust his angle by himself, nestling in Geto Suguru's chest like a kitten, finding the angle that was most comfortable for him, and then fall asleep contentedly again.

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