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

Geto Suguru lay on his single bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. All he could think about was Gojo Satoru who sat opposite him during dinner.

He turned to face the wall. He had been to the room opposite when he rented the house. The furnishings were exactly the opposite of his own. So, the bed opposite the wall next to his bed was also the bed where Gojo Satoru was sleeping now.

Looking at the wall covered with beige embossed wallpaper, Geto Suguru wondered what Gojo Satoru was doing now?

Has he packed everything, washed up and gone to bed?

Has he had a good night's sleep?

Will he and his current self become close friends again?

Geto Suguru was very nervous. There was a seven-year age gap between the ages of twenty and twenty-seven. Seven years would create a huge generation gap, right?

The excited smile faded from his lips as he suddenly realized this.

The waves slowly receded, leaving only the beach wet by the tide. He was like a lonely seabird, flapping his wings alone and perching on the dark reef.

Maybe I am the only one who can't sleep tonight.

Sometimes not remembering is actually a kindness to yourself. It is really depressing to be the only one who remembers the memories of each other.

I had a sleepless night and fell into a deep sleep near dawn, but was woken up by the alarm clock at the set time in the morning.

Geto Xiayou opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling in a daze. It took him several minutes to wake up completely from his sleep.

His consciousness gradually regained, and then he faced the wall covered with off-white wallpaper again.

There was no sound in the next room, so was there really a person named Gojo Satoru living there?

It should just be a relatively warm dream.

Geto Xia Yu sneered, rubbed his temples and sat up from the bed.

He got out of bed and went to the bathroom in his flip-flops to wash up. When he passed the living room, he saw the washed cups placed by the sink in the open kitchen.

There were two glasses, which were placed there quietly side by side.

Yes, it was used by him and Gojo Satoru to drink water last night.

Thinking of this, Geto Suguru's expression suddenly became excited.

That wasn't a dream, it was real. Gojo Satoru had dinner here last night. He just moved into the room next to mine yesterday.

Without even bothering to wash up, Geto Xiayou rushed out the door like a gust of wind. He came to the door of the next room with a nervous expression, eager to confirm whether the man was inside.

In areas near the forest, the morning dew is heavy, but the fragrance of the trees makes people feel refreshed.

Geto Suguru bent his fingers and wanted to put them on the door, but just before his fingers were about to touch the door, he stopped with great restraint.

It's still early, only 6:30 in the morning. At this time, Gojo Satoru in technical high school should be like a lazy cat, finding all kinds of excuses to stay in bed.

Geto Suguru withdrew his hand angrily. He warned himself in his heart that it was now, and Gojo Satoru had just met him. If he did something so rude, the other party would definitely hate him.

He wanted to meet that person so much, but when he thought that the other person might hate him, he forced himself to withdraw his hand.

A thin layer of sweat appeared on the palms of his hands. Xia Yujie scratched his sweaty palms helplessly and took a step back in disappointment.

He knew that Gojo Satoru had always treated him as a friend, a close friend. He only found out about this before he died. Even though they had been separated for ten years, that guy had not really severed his friendship with him.

But, this is the Gojo Satoru, not the Gojo Satoru inside the gate. The Gojo Satoru inside the gate didn’t know himself at all until yesterday.

He must clearly realize that this Gojo Satoru is both the one he knows and the one who does not know him.

"Don't scare him. If I behave too strangely, Wu, he'll definitely think I'm a weirdo."

Geto Xiayou forced a smile and walked back to comfort himself. The door was not closed, but just open, so when he looked up, he saw the light blue note stuck on the door at a glance.

On it was Gojo Satoru's unrestrained cursive writing, written with a black ink pen. The writing was vigorous but extremely sloppy and ugly, completely different from his appearance.

"Mr. Getsu, I'd like to have curry rice this afternoon, is that okay? Also, I'll buy you some small cakes, so please look forward to it."

There was no name in the signature, but there was a simple sketch of a person wearing black round glasses and smiling happily.

It goes without saying who this is. When Geto Xia Yu looked at the familiar words and portrait, his depressed and gloomy mood was instantly swept away.

He held the note paper tightly, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise, and even his eyes became infinitely gentle.

Unlike his previous fake smiles, this time, he laughed sincerely.

"Curry rice? Don't you dislike that?"

Xia Yujie thought of his time in high school. Whenever it was time to eat, one person always had to accommodate another.

Geto: "Let's have curry rice. It's simple and delicious."

Gojo Satoru stuck out his tongue, pretending to be overwhelmed by the spiciness. "It's too spicy. Let's have some sweet and sour pork."

Geto Xiayou sighed, "Satoru, didn't we just eat this yesterday? We had this for lunch and dinner."

Gojo Satoru wrinkled his nose and acted like a spoiled child, leaning on his shoulder and whispering softly, "Jay, you remembered it wrongly, you must have remembered it wrongly. The restaurant didn't make this dish at all yesterday, you just remembered it wrongly."

When he wants to achieve his goal, Gojo Satoru can use any method, such as acting like a spoiled child, making unreasonable demands, and confusing right and wrong. He does it all with ease and does not feel embarrassed at all.

And Geto Suguru, even though he knew that he had this problem, was still willing to indulge him every time.

Gojo Satoru is obviously a few months older than him, but in the end it was the younger one who gave in to the other. What's going on?

He is willing to do so. As long as Gojo Satoru hugs him and acts coquettishly, he can't help but want to compromise.

As for why, he knows, but Gojo Satoru will never know, right?

"Hmph~" After reading the note over and over again, Geto Suguru couldn't suppress his anger.

All the fatigue from not sleeping last night was gone now. He turned around and faced the lush forest and stretched. He smiled very happily. This was the first time he laughed from the heart since his rebirth.

After laughing, Geto Xia Yu was suddenly stunned again.

In his previous life, when his life was counting down, he dragged his broken body to tell Gojo Satoru that he could not laugh happily in this world.

Yes, he once thought that he would never be able to do such a thing again. However, now, just looking at the note that Gojo Satoru left for him, just looking at Gojo Satoru's cute stick figure avatar, and just making an appointment to have dinner together, he laughed from the bottom of his heart.

Is this all he wants?

A long moment of confusion washed over him. Looking at the forest not far away, Xia Yujie asked himself softly, "If I could face my own heart in my previous life, would I be happy?"

No, maybe it’s just because my mood is different.

The Geto Suguru before his death and the Geto Suguru who was reborn after his death had different experiences and knowledge, and of course, wanted different things.