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

Gojo Satoru has not yet reached the point of losing his mind. Thinking about it is one thing, but actually doing it is another.

"I did that," Gojo Satoru said, staring straight into Geto's crooked eyes. "I did lie back on the bed and tried to sleep. I thought I was dreaming because everything in a dream is fake."

The smile gradually faded, and Geto Suguru looked at Gojo Satoru with a serious expression.

"But I can't do it, not even in my dreams. The thought that you can disappear even in my dreams makes me unable to sleep at all!"

He was always said to be the strongest, and even he himself accepted this statement over and over again. In the end, he suddenly realized that he, the strongest, could not even control what was in his dreams. This was so infuriating.

Seeing Gojo Satoru genuinely angry about not being able to control his dreams, Geto Suguru couldn't help laughing any longer.

It would have been fine if he didn't laugh, but once he did, the wound on his abdomen would be affected, and the pain made him frown.

Geto Suguru quickly stopped laughing. He didn't want Gojo Satoru to know about his injuries and didn't want to make this sick guy worry.

Gojo Satoru looked at Geto Suguru's smiling face with grievance. After holding it in for so long, he finally couldn't help it.

"Hey, Mr. Xia Yu," he tugged at Xia Yujie's sleeve and shook it, "Mr. Xia Yu, which friend did you go to? Is it... the friend you mentioned?"

Geto Xiayou carefully avoided the wound and went to sit on the sofa. Gojo Satoru followed him like a little tail and sat next to him.

"Which one are you talking about?"

"It's...it's the one you like."

Geto Suguru rolled his golden brown eyes and figured out who Gojo Satoru was referring to.

He turned his head and stared at Gojo Satoru's face. The twenty-year-old Gojo Satoru looked almost unchanged from his DK period. He still had a childish face and his facial features seemed to have not yet fully developed. Judging from his face alone, he still looked like a teenager, without the mature man he would become at the age of twenty-eight.

Gojo Satoru, kneeling and folding his arms across his chest, his baby face resting on his knees, reminded Geto Suguru of the time when, after being reprimanded by Mr. Yaga for not letting go of his arrogance, he'd been grumbling about it in the basketball room while holding a basketball. (Image source: internet, not my screenshot) Looking at Gojo Satoru at this moment, Geto Suguru felt like he'd been transported back to his high school days.

Facing Gojo Satoru like this, he seemed to have become younger and could not say anything that would make the other person sad.

But how should this question be answered?

Gojo Satoru pouted unhappily, his tone lazy. He suddenly raised his eyelashes and looked at Geto Suguru. Then, after blushing, he asked unnaturally, "Did you do anything bad with that person, with that woman?"

"Huh?" Xia Yujie's thoughts were interrupted. He seemed not to have heard clearly and looked stunned.

Gojo Satoru didn't like Geto's expression, which he considered to be an excuse. He frowned, "Come on, Mr. Geto, you left me alone in the middle of the night when I was sick to go 'help' a friend, a female friend you liked. The help was just an excuse, right? The truth is, you did something bad, right?"

Geto Suguru listened to Gojo Satoru's rapid-fire output in complete confusion. It took him a long time to realize what Gojo Satoru was saying.

But who is the woman referring to?

Gojo Satoru, why on earth would he have such an idea?

Is your imagination a bit too rich?

"You, what are you talking about?" When he thought that in Gojo Satoru's mind, his reputation might have been ruined, Geto Suguru felt a picture coming to his mind.

However, the picture in his mind is completely different from the picture in Gojo Satoru's mind, and the other protagonist besides himself is completely different.

His brows frowned uncontrollably, and Geto Suguru felt that this was too bad.

Once you connect the person in front of you with the person you just thought of in your mind, it's simply...

Gojo Satoru blushed, and Geto Suguru's face was even redder than Gojo Satoru's. His face, which was pale due to blood loss before, now turned red to an incredible degree.

Gojo Satoru's lips were pouted high, he was almost angry to death. In his opinion, the reason why Geto Suguru's face was so red was entirely because he guessed right.

ah--! ! !

This guy is indeed, indeed, going to...

"If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have brought you back. You've been squeezed dry by others. Why should I bring you back..."

"Wait, Satoru," Geto Suguru covered Gojo Satoru's mouth with his hand, and his slightly cool palm touched his warm lips. Both of them were stunned at the same time.

Geto Suguru suddenly retracted his hand as if his palm was burned.

He was a little embarrassed, but still explained: "It's not what you think."

Seeing Gojo Satoru staring at him blankly, he sighed, shook his head, and said, "It's really not what you think. It has nothing to do with that person."

Geto Suguru said this sincerely, and this was indeed the answer Gojo Satoru wanted to hear. Because of this answer, Gojo Satoru's eyes instantly brightened up.

"You didn't lie to me?"

Xia Yujie pursed his lips and smiled, "Well, I didn't lie to you. If I lied to you, I'd be a puppy."

"Hahaha, how did Mr. Getsu know that I like canines?"

"Well..." How should I put it? Gojo Satoru seems to be a cat lover on the surface, but in fact, he prefers dogs, which are rougher and more loyal.

This was already known during his high school days. In comparison, Gojo Satoru himself was more like a cat.

Geto Suguru was thinking seriously, he wanted to come up with a more acceptable reason, but he soon found that Gojo Satoru's words were clearly ambiguous.

When Geto raised his eyes and looked at Gojo Satoru, he found that Gojo Satoru was smiling at him with his teeth showing, as if he was very happy after having succeeded in a prank.

He originally wanted to teach this guy a lesson, but after seeing the other's happy smile, Geto Xia Yu really couldn't do it.

Finally, the big hand just gently fell on Gojo Satoru's messy head and rubbed it twice.

Gojo Satoru's mood became extremely good, even his physical discomfort was greatly relieved. The sofa was only a tiny bit big, but he still used his butt to move forward, trying to get closer to Geto Suguru.

Geto Suguru was helpless. The longer he spent with Gojo Satoru, the more he couldn't remember what Gojo Satoru had done during his time at technical high school.

Is he as clingy as Gojo Satoru in front of him?

It is indeed clingy, but not to this extent.

His mood improved and his nerves relaxed. Gojo Satoru spread out his palms again. He easily peeled off a piece of strawberry candy and handed it to Geto Suguru's mouth with the candy wrapper.