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

The storm outside was getting stronger, and after the widespread power outage at night, they no longer had any hope of getting electricity tonight.

Geto Suguru never drank the glass of water from beginning to end. Gojo Satoru didn't understand why he asked for it if he didn't want to drink it.

The phone had been lying quietly on the coffee table for more than half an hour. Geto Suguru, now much calmer, finally realized that this wasn't the right approach, so he asked Gojo Satoru to turn off the flashlight on his phone.

"Turn it off. You never know when the power will come back on. It's better to save as much as possible."

"It's okay. You're a little afraid of the dark now, aren't you?"

"If it's like last time, it could take two days before we have electricity."

"Last time?" Gojo Satoru didn't know which last time Geto Suguru was talking about, but at least it should have been before he came here.

This is the first time there has been a power outage since he moved here.

"Ah, not long before Wu moved here, the weather was similar, but it wasn't raining as hard as it is now. Last time, I heard the wind broke a lot of power lines, and it took a long time to repair them."

"Was there lightning and thunder that time, too?"

Geto Suguru quickly glanced at Gojo Satoru and found that Gojo Satoru was looking at him with a very serious expression.

His eyelids moved, and after a while, Xia Yujie nodded reluctantly.

"At the time, I was wondering, 'It's only early summer, why are there lightning and thunder?'"

"You were living here alone at the time. Were you scared?"

Asking a man if he is afraid is actually a very funny thing.

It seems that men are unwilling to be placed in a timid and cowardly position since they are born and become sensible. The word "fear" seems to be separated from men.

Ever since I was old enough to understand, I was taught that men should be bold, not show any fear, and not be cowardly.

Over time, fear has become a word that must not be associated with ourselves. It is a derogatory word that ignores normal human emotions and is an emotion only the weak have.

Geto Suguru looked at Gojo Satoru, who didn't feel anything wrong with saying such a tacitly derogatory word to another man.

His gaze did not dodge or evade, but met Geto Suguru's scrutiny directly.

Geto Suguru could see that Gojo Satoru had no intention of taking the opportunity to laugh at him, not even a hint of that.

He licked his dry lips with the tip of his tongue. Although he had a glass of water in his hand, he had no intention of drinking it.

After his throat rolled up and down several times, Geto Suguru slowly exhaled, exposing his vulnerable side, which he was reluctant to face, to Gojo Satoru.

"Yes, I am scared. It's like the whole world is dark. I can't see anything. The only thing left is the occasional flash of light, the lightning. The thunder always comes after the lightning. I am trapped in this room, alone. I..."

Geto Xiayou couldn't continue. He opened his mouth but could not make any other sound except breathing heavily.

Gojo Satoru's hands hanging on his thighs clenched uncontrollably, and his nails pinched his palms but he didn't feel any pain at all, because the pain was in his chest.

He should have come to this place earlier. If he had come here earlier, at least he could have stayed by his side when Geto Suguru was frightened.

Even if there is nothing I can do, just being by his side and letting him know that there are other people in the world when he is scared is good.

"I felt like an animal trapped in a cage at that time, haha..."

When Gojo Satoru heard Geto Suguru's dry laughter, he inexplicably felt annoyed and irritated. He was not annoyed at Geto Suguru himself, but at the weather at that time.

Geto Xiayou leaned against the back of the sofa, staring at the ceiling with lifeless eyes. Whenever this happened, the thundering night in his hometown ten years ago would catch him and drag him into the room with the lights turned off without any explanation, making him "witness" the tragic scene of his parents being slaughtered by the cursed spirit over and over again.

He clearly couldn't see anything when the lights were turned off, and he clearly didn't have six eyes, so after turning off the lights, he was no different from a blind person.

But he saw it clearly, very clearly. He heard every scream and saw the desperate look in their eyes.

These followed him for the next ten years. He could hold on when the weather was good and the light was bright, but once all the elements were gathered and the environment was as close to that night as possible, Geto Suguru would collapse.

He is not born bad. No matter how you brainwash him, his heart is not made of stone.

After taking a gamble and doing that obsessive thing, I will have to torture myself over and over again for the rest of my life.

He didn't have the face to tell these to anyone, not even Gojo Satoru.

The room fell into a long silence. It was silent, and the crackling noise of the strong wind and heavy rain hitting the windows was nothing to their ears. The surge from the bottom of their hearts was the most deafening.

Gojo Satoru reached out and picked up his cell phone. He didn't turn off the flashlight immediately, but stood up and stood in front of Geto Suguru, extending his hand to the person curled up on the sofa.

Her long hair was not tied up, but just hung down her back, and her bangs became thicker, covering half of her face.

Feeling the hand stretched out in front of him, Geto Suguru looked up at Gojo Satoru. He didn't quite understand what Gojo Satoru meant.

Gojo Satoru smiled faintly, his voice cheerful and high-pitched, as if he was not the one who had been irritated and depressed just now.

"Come on, go and have a rest. The electricity won't come out if you just sit here, right?"

Xia Yujie was in a bad mood and shook his head, "I'm not sleepy yet, you can go back."

Gojo Satoru pursed his lips, his tone becoming lazy, "I'm not planning on going back. I'll sleep here tonight."

"Huh?" Geto Xia Yu was stunned. "You mean... sleep here?"

"Well, it's raining so hard outside. I took a shower when I came back and don't want to get wet again." Gojo Satoru smiled again and said coquettishly, "Mr. Getu, please take me in for one night."

Geto Suguru looked at Gojo Satoru's smiling eyes. His blue pupils reflected the light, sparkling like diamonds. They were so beautiful.

After staring at those eyes for a while, he smiled helplessly.

It was obvious that he was worried about me, and that he insisted on staying just to accompany me, but he never mentioned these reasons.

This is indeed what Gojo Satoru always does. He is obviously a very gentle and kind person, but because he is not frank at times like this, he is easily misunderstood by others, resulting in a bad reputation.

Geto Suguru didn't stay on the sofa any longer. He stretched out his hand and held the hand that had been waiting for a long time, and was easily pulled up by Gojo Satoru.

The cup of water was placed on the coffee table. No one drank a sip from beginning to end, but now it has completed its mission of comforting a person very well. Next, a human will take over its work and continue in its place.

Just a few days later, when the two of them lay side by side in the same bed again, the feeling had completely changed.

This was not the first time this had happened, and the discomfort I felt then did not reappear.