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

Gojo Satoru stared blankly at Geto Suguru. It seemed that Geto Suguru was just treating his head as a stone to press down Gojo Satoru and prevent him from disturbing his sleep.

He blinked his big blue eyes, waited for a long time but didn't see any next move from Geto Suguru, and his face completely fell.

He thought it was throwing himself into her arms, but in fact it was just—"He actually fell asleep like that?"

"..."

The only response he received was Geto Suguru's even breathing.

"Are you using me as a pillow?"

It seems so.

Gojo Satoru put his hands behind his head, feeling that the loss outweighed the gain.

If I had been more well-behaved, I could have admired the beauty's face. But now, not only have I become a pillow, but I can only see the top of her head. This is a huge loss!

After sleeping for a few hours, when Geto Suguru woke up, it was already completely dark outside.

There was no light in the bedroom. He opened his eyes and took a moment to relax before remembering that there was a power outage.

My left hand felt a little numb, and when I turned my head, I found that Gojo Satoru was holding it in his arms like a pillow.

I don't know when this guy fell asleep, but he is sleeping soundly now.

Geto Suguru reflexively touched Gojo Satoru's forehead. The temperature was a little higher than when he fell asleep in the afternoon, but not to an exaggerated degree. As long as he took some medicine after dinner, there should be no other problems in the first half of the night.

What I need to worry about is the second half of the night. I don’t know why, but I always get a fever in the second half of the night.

Thinking of this, Xia Yujie felt that it was getting late and he had to get up and cook something to eat.

He had no appetite, but he couldn't let the patient go hungry.

Carefully prying open Gojo Satoru's hands that were wrapped around his arm, Geto Xiayu rubbed his brows and got out of bed.

He is not the kind of person who gets grumpy when he wakes up. Even if he doesn't get enough sleep, he won't get angry when he wakes up in the middle of the night.

Cooking is difficult on nights without electricity, so Geto Xia Yu took out the cake base that he had put in the refrigerator in the afternoon.

When there is no electricity, it doesn’t really make any difference whether you put it in the refrigerator or not, but people are like this, they always feel that there is still some cool air left in the refrigerator, and as long as they don’t open it frequently, the cool air will always be there.

He didn't plan to eat anything, so he reluctantly boiled a pot of water in the dark, preparing to make instant oatmeal porridge with cake base to make dinner for Gojo Satoru.

In the darkness, Geto stood with his back against the sink waiting for the water to boil. The gas stove's ignition device was battery-powered, so it wouldn't be unusable during a power outage. This was probably a great comfort during a power outage.

The room was very dark. While Geto Suguru was waiting for the water to boil, he leaned here alone, staring blankly.

His right shoulder would hurt from time to time. During the day, when Gojo Satoru was in good spirits, he applied medicated oil to him again, but the pain did not subside. According to the normal routine, it hurt even more now than yesterday afternoon.

Xia Yujie twisted his body and gently rubbed his right shoulder with his left hand. At this moment, he suddenly heard a ding-dong sound of an incoming cell phone ring.

This voice isn't his own, so it can only be Gojo Satoru's.

Now, Gojo Satoru was still asleep, so Geto Suguru rushed into the bedroom.

Gojo Satoru, disturbed by the sound, whined like a spoiled puppy. He covered his ears, rolled to the innermost side of the bed, and pressed himself against the wall, pretending that he didn't hear it.

Geto Suguru was helpless with Gojo Satoru's behavior and could only reach out and pick up Gojo Satoru's cell phone on the bedside table.

In order to avoid disturbing Gojo Satoru further, Geto Suguru took his cell phone to the living room. He didn't look down at the phone screen until the bedroom door was closed.

When he saw the words "Principal Yega", a hint of unnaturalness flashed across Xia Yujie's expression. He still remembered that the last time he saw Yega Zhengdao, the big middle-aged man walked towards him with his fists pounding.

When he was still a student, Ye Mo was his teacher. Although he was an old-fashioned middle-aged man and his words were not very pleasant, he was surprisingly empathetic in his actions, to the point of being gentle, which was completely inconsistent with his appearance.

At that time, he took good care of himself.

I've been a defector for so long and have done so many things that go against the high commissioner's ideals. I'm afraid this must be very worrying for him.

As a teacher at the technical college at that time, I should have been a big failure in his teaching career and a stain on his life.

Thinking of this, Xia Yujie smiled bitterly and did not press the answer button for a long time. After the maximum ringing time was up, the ringing stopped naturally.

The phone screen quickly returned to off mode. Xia Yujie walked back to the kitchen and turned off the gas stove that was already boiling hot water, then sat alone on the sofa in the living room in silence.

He didn't answer the call, but Geto Suguru didn't think that Yaga Masamichi would call Gojo Satoru for no reason.

Did something happen?

It couldn't be that he called to ask if the life of his former student, now his subordinate and colleague Gojo Satoru, was affected because of the typhoon and heavy rain?

Ye Mo Zhengdao is not such a person.

Just as Geto Xia Yu was hesitating about what to do, the screen of his mobile phone lit up again, and it was a short message.

Gojo Satoru was probably very confident that his phone would not fall into the hands of others, so he set it up so that received messages would be displayed on the lock screen, and Geto Suguru could directly see the message content without even unlocking the phone.

The moment he saw the content of the message, Geto Suguru's eyes widened.

He looked at the words over and over again until Ye Mo Zheng Dao, who had not received a reply to his message, called him for the second time.

This time, after hesitating for only a few seconds, Geto Suguru pressed the answer button.

Ye Mo Zhengdao's voice came through the receiver. He repeated the content of the message on the phone and emphasized its urgency.

"I know it's a bit much to tell you at this time, but Satoru, I can't leave it to someone else at this level."

"..."

After waiting for a long time and hearing no response, Ye Mo Zhengdao called out Gojo Satoru's name again, "Satoru, are you listening?"

Geto Suguru pondered for a moment and said "hmm" in a low voice.

Ye Mo Zheng Dao sighed and said, "I asked Yi Chizhi to pick you up. Are you at the Gojo family mansion now?"

"No."

"So where are you now, Satoru? Why does your voice sound weird?"

Xia Yujie scoffed and lied to him, "It's probably because of the unstable signal. You don't need to send anyone over. Just send the detailed address."

After hanging up the phone, Geto Suguru felt a little funny. His voice was completely different from Gojo Satoru's. No matter how unstable the signal was, it would be impossible to create such a gap. However, the other party believed it.

As expected, Ye Mo Zheng Dao didn't recognize himself and had no memory of himself at all.

I don’t know whether this is a good thing or a bad thing.

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