Gojo Satoru had no such thoughts as Geto Suguru. He was only concerned with applying ice to people and didn't think so much at all.

Gojo Satoru was lying on his back, his eyes lingering on Geto Suguru's face. From this position, he could see Geto Suguru's chin and even his nostrils.

However, even from such a fatal angle, Geto Suguru is still handsome and graceful.

Smooth and graceful facial lines, long eyelashes that flutter like little fans, a gentle and peaceful facial expression...

He was wondering, what on earth does a person have to eat to grow up to be so gentle and considerate?

What kind of loving and warm family can raise a child to be such a gentle and warm person?

"Jie," Gojo Satoru felt inexplicably sad. Just looking at this man made him feel inexplicably sad.

Geto Suguru didn't mind Gojo Satoru calling him by his name. He held the towel carefully to prevent the ice inside from leaking out.

"what's wrong?"

"It's okay," Gojo Satoru sniffed, "I just wanted to call you."

"Goko really looks like a little kid, even younger than Mimiko and Nanako."

Gojo Satoru was unconvinced, "How could I? I'm an adult, a grown man. How can I compare to those two little girls?"

"Some people grow in age but not in wisdom."

"...Jie, you are a bully."

While saying that Geto Suguru was bullying others, Gojo Satoru grabbed Geto Suguru's other hand that was hanging on his leg.

Geto Suguru's expression froze for a moment. He thought of the sudden confession just now. Gojo Satoru's fever disrupted it, and it seemed as if the embarrassing thing for both of them was revealed.

However, the moment Gojo Satoru's hand reached out, he was forced to pull him back.

"You haven't answered me yet about what I told you before."

"Answer what?"

"Answer what you think and your attitude."

Geto Suguru gradually stopped laughing. He lowered his eyes and looked at Gojo Satoru. Gojo Satoru, who was a little confused due to the fever, stubbornly looked up at him with a pitiful look in his eyes, like a puppy abandoned on the roadside.

Xia Yujie couldn't stand this kind of look the most. His eyebrows twitched a few times in confusion. Finally, he sighed and put a smile on his face again.

He said, "I understand. I'm happy that Wu likes me as a friend, and I like Wu as a friend too."

The expectation on Gojo Satoru's face turned into depression visibly, but Geto Suguru was still smiling. Anyway, the light was extremely dim now, so Geto Suguru decided to play dumb.

Gojo Satoru was once again furious. He angrily corrected Geto Suguru, "Do you really think that what I said in that situation was about friendship? Is Geto Suguru so naive, or has Geto Suguru never had a single romantic experience in the past 27 years?"

Geto Suguru's eyes widened slightly, and seeing his deflated expression, Gojo Satoru's mood immediately improved.

He felt that he must have guessed right.

Geto Suguru licked his dry lips, feeling so embarrassed.

Men seem to have such a proud nature and like to use other people's likes to prove their charm.

As an adult male, if you live to the age of 27 without having had a single love experience, it is definitely a shameful thing in their opinion.

"I guessed right, didn't I?" Gojo Satoru was very pleased and smug.

But Geto Suguru glanced at him and really disliked Gojo Satoru's behavior of poking people's lungs.

"What a pity, Satoru," Geto Xia Yu laughed sarcastically, "I actually have the experience of liking someone before."

"Huh?" Gojo Satoru's mood suddenly turned cloudy. "Are you serious? Who is that person?"

Xia Yujie snorted coldly, his eyes unconsciously looking further away, looking at the figurines in the display cabinet whose outlines could only be vaguely seen. He said: "The other person is a very good person, and he is very compatible with me. I am afraid there is no one in this world who is more compatible with me than that person.

I've liked that person for a long time. She's very capable, kind, pretty, and cute. She's very good at acting like a spoiled child, like a clingy kitten, and also as spoiled as a cat. In short..."

Thinking of the person in his memory, the smile on Geto Suguru's face became extremely gentle, but it made Gojo Satoru feel irritated.

"Anyway, I've had someone I liked before. I'm not some inexperienced little cabbage. Do you understand, Wu?"

Gojo Satoru was not convinced. He puffed his cheeks and said nothing, feeling a little shocked.

"If you like me, don't just say it casually. Wu must be sick and vulnerable, so he told me these things on a whim."

Gojo Satoru pursed his lips, not quite convinced. "I'm not acting on impulse. What I said is true."

"You're still too young, and sometimes you can't tell which kind of love you have. Maybe you don't have many close friends, so you're like this. If you confess so hastily, you'll regret it later."

"Regret?" Gojo Satoru's brows knitted together, and his tone became firm. "I'm grown up now, an adult. As an adult, I know what every word I say means, so I won't regret it."

"Of course you can say that at a time like this."

"Are you saying this because you don't like him, or..." Gojo Satoru sniffed, "Or are you still in contact with that person?"

In fact, if you think about it, Gojo Satoru felt that there was no need for Geto Suguru to lie. An outstanding person like Geto Suguru is very popular with women.

He is handsome, gentle, capable at work, and has no bad habits. He is simply the perfect example of a boyfriend.

It may be difficult for a man to pursue a woman, but if a woman pursues a man, as long as they are attracted to each other, it will be very easy and they can be together without any difficulty.

Although he had never heard Geto Suguru mention a girlfriend, it didn't mean he didn't have one.

From the day he became an adult until now, how could someone as outstanding and charming as Geto Suguru remain single for so many years?

It should be said that he was too naive.

Some people pay more attention to their privacy and don't like to tell others about such private emotional matters, especially those they have only known for a short time. They just feel that there is no need to tell them.

If you think about it this way, it would be a lie to say that he wasn't discouraged. Gojo Satoru was visibly depressed.

"Connection," Xia Yujie thought of the 20-year-old Gojo Satoru beside him. He was a little unsure, "I don't know if it can be considered a connection. My relationship with that person is very complicated. I think the way I treat that person is probably the same as how you treat me."

"Did that person reject you too?" Gojo Satoru couldn't believe it. It was really rare that there was a woman in this world who could reject Geto Suguru.

Xia Yujie smiled and shook his head, "That person doesn't know my feelings, and I can no longer express my feelings. There is no chance anymore."

For the current Geto Suguru, he and the real Gojo Satoru should belong to different worlds. Even if there is a person here who is 99% similar to Gojo Satoru, he is not the real him.

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