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

When Geto Suguru was walking up to the second floor in the rain carrying several full shopping bags, the door of his room was anxiously pushed open from the inside, and Gojo Satoru staggered out, looking as if a ghost was chasing him.

"Satoru?" Geto Suguru didn't know what was happening inside, so he took a few quick steps and came to Gojo Satoru's side.

The moment the man in the T-shirt and trousers saw him, the fear on his face turned into grievance, his eyebrows trembled, his eyes looked painful, and even his lips were shaking.

Geto Suguru felt something was wrong and was about to look into the room to find out what was happening when Gojo Satoru suddenly spread his arms and pounced on him.

A pair of long and strong arms quickly wrapped around him, and before Geto Suguru could figure out what was happening, he was held tightly in Gojo Satoru's arms.

"Where have you been?" Gojo Satoru almost shouted.

Xia Yujie was stunned for a moment, then answered honestly, "I went to the supermarket to buy some food. I have nothing left at home."

"..."

Upon hearing this, Gojo Satoru fell silent.

Geto Xia Yu blinked and a question mark appeared in his eyes.

"Satoru?" He called Gojo Satoru's name with confusion.

Gojo Satoru didn't respond to him, but just hugged him tightly.

The wind blew the rain diagonally onto the corridor. Geto Suguru was already soaked, but Gojo Satoru didn't mind and just held him like that. His own clean clothes also gradually got wet.

Xia Yujie turned his head with difficulty and looked into the room. He didn't see any ghost running out, so he had to coax him into the house in a gentle voice.

"You still have a fever and can't get out in the rain. Let's talk inside."

Geto Suguru's body, Geto Suguru's voice, Geto Suguru's smell, all of these gave Gojo Satoru a sense of reality.

Geto Suguru likes obedient people, so he will be obedient.

Geto Suguru, carrying a lot of bags, walked in front, and Gojo Satoru followed weakly behind, but his eyes were always fixed on Geto Suguru, afraid that if he blinked, the other party would disappear again.

Gojo Satoru felt that just looking was not enough, he wanted to touch it, whether it was grabbing the hair or clothes, he had to grab something to feel at ease.

However, before he could follow, Geto Suguru spoke up to stop him.

"Wu, don't come over here yet. Don't get close to me."

"Why?" Gojo Satoru instantly got furious.

"I'm covered in moisture and feel cold. Anyway, don't come over here yet. Wait for me."

My eyes followed Geto Suguru as he put down the shopping bag and sorted the things he bought into the refrigerator, and then followed Geto Suguru as he went into the bathroom to wash his hands and face and wipe his hair with a dry towel.

He saw Geto Suguru enter the bedroom, and just when he was about to follow him, Geto Suguru suddenly closed the bedroom door.

Gojo Satoru blinked his big blue eyes and stared at the door blankly, not realizing what was happening for a long time.

Fortunately, the door opened again soon, and Geto Suguru came out wearing a set of dry home clothes and holding a thin blanket in his hand.

Only after Geto Suguru changed his wet clothes did he allow himself to come to Gojo Satoru.

Gojo Satoru, feeling dizzy and exhausted, rushed out of the door relying on his previous fear. After seeing Geto Suguru, all his strength was completely used up.

Now, he was curled up on the sofa, and Geto Suguru was looking at him with his hands on his knees, slightly bent over.

Part of Geto Suguru's long hair was scattered on his chest. He looked at Gojo Satoru with a smile. Before that, he had wrapped the thin blanket around Gojo Satoru.

"Wu?" he called him softly.

Gojo Satoru looked at Geto Suguru with grievance. Geto Suguru's smile was so warm, just like the warm sun in winter. His mere presence made people yearn for it and wanted to get closer to him.

"Did you have a nightmare?"

Gojo Satoru shook his head, and Geto Suguru looked a bit confused. "What happened just now?"

"Jie..."

"I'm here."

Gojo Satoru closed his eyes and stretched his hand out from the blanket with difficulty. His hand, which was trembling slightly because of being burned for too long, grabbed the collar of Geto Suguru's home clothes.

He didn't have much strength, so knowing this well, Geto Suguru cooperated very well and was pulled to sit on the only remaining space on the sofa.

"Satoru?"

Gojo Satoru looked at him for a few seconds, then leaned his head forward.

Gojo Satoru didn't lie down in his arms completely, but just put his head close to him, leaned forward, and rested his forehead on Geto Suguru's chest.

Between the forehead and the flesh was a layer of pure cotton home clothes fabric, and also a strand of Kagome Geto's damp hair with a faint scent of shampoo.

The hair soaked by the rain felt wet and cool, and it felt very comfortable when it touched the hot forehead.

Because they were very close, Gojo Satoru could hear Geto Suguru's heartbeat, one heartbeat after another, the sound of vigorous vitality.

After a brief moment of stunned silence, Geto Suguru's expression became even gentler. He didn't know what to do with Gojo Satoru. This guy could always easily control him. Sometimes, just showing such a soft and fragile state would make him at a loss as to what to do.

The man's big, bony hands gently stroked from the top of his head to his back, and Geto Suguru comforted the poor guy like he was coaxing a child.

None of them spoke, and the house was extremely quiet.

The wind and rain outside subsided for a while, and the whole world became quiet.

After a long while, Gojo Satoru finally spoke. He said weakly, "I opened my eyes and found that you were gone. I thought you left me alone because of my confession."

Did you really think of such a ridiculous thing?

"I searched every corner of the house and even opened the washing machine lid."

Geto Xia Yu couldn't help laughing, "How could a grown man like me hide in a washing machine?"

Gojo Satoru ignored him and continued to talk to himself: "I couldn't find you, and I wanted to check the rice bucket. Jie, I thought you had left me behind again."

Gojo Satoru's words seemed unintentional, but Geto Suguru couldn't help but think of what happened ten years ago.

Ten years ago, he also left without saying goodbye. As a close friend, he didn't even say goodbye to Gojo Satoru properly before leaving.

Even on the streets of Shinjuku, amid the bustling crowd, they didn't say goodbye properly, no one said take care to each other, and no one wished each other well.

The last words he said to Wu were, "Kill me if you want. Everything you do has meaning."

Now that I think about it, isn’t this cruel?

"Satoru..." Geto Suguru projected all his guilt and heartache for Gojo Satoru onto the guy next to him.

He stretched out his arms and pulled Gojo Satoru into his arms, not knowing what to say to comfort him. It seemed that anything other than this hug would be pale.

"Will you leave me alone?" Gojo Satoru asked him.

Geto Xia Yu looked at the wall not far away and shook his head slightly after a while.

"No, I won't abandon you, nor will I disappear suddenly. I'm always here."

Gojo Satoru raised his head from Geto Suguru's chest. Due to the recurring fever, his face was a sickly red, and his lips looked very pale.

"Jie won't lie. As long as you say so, I will believe it."

Xia Yujie smiled with the corners of his lips curled up, his tone became more gentle, and he nodded, "Well, this time, believe me."