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

Geto Xia Yu lowered his eyes and looked at the pink candy ball with powdered sugar on its surface. "This is for Wu. Consider it an apology for not being able to see me when you wake up."

Even though he said this, Gojo Satoru did not take his hand away, and it just stayed stubbornly next to his mouth.

"I have several, and I want to eat them with Jay. No matter what it is, delicious, good to drink, fun, happy, or unhappy and troublesome, I want to share it with you."

Geto Suguru's eyelashes trembled, and he slowly raised his eyes to look at Gojo Satoru opposite him.

Gojo Satoru looked calm and serious, not like he was speaking casually, but rather like he was swearing an oath.

Xia Yujie's heart beat faster suddenly. He swallowed a mouthful of non-existent saliva, opened his mouth slightly, and gently took the candy ball with his two thin, bloodless lips.

The powdered sugar melts on the tip of your tongue, sour with a faint fragrance. After the powdered sugar mixes with your saliva and you swallow it, all that's left is the sweetness with the aroma of strawberries.

When Gojo Satoru saw Geto Suguru eating it, he peeled one himself. He had eaten a lot of this kind of strawberry candy, but he hadn't eaten it in recent years.

I tried it and the taste hasn't changed much, only the packaging has changed.

Candy is like people. No matter how the appearance changes, the inside remains the same, just as you remember.

“It’s sweet and delicious, isn’t it?”

The candy ball turned up and down, left and right in his mouth, and Geto Xia Yu pursed his lips and nodded.

"Yeah," he smiled, "it's much sweeter than eating it alone."

There is no need to say more. Gojo Satoru felt that this sentence was enough. He was not a greedy person. If his existence meant this much to Geto Suguru, then that was probably enough.

However, he is Gojo Satoru, he is the Gojo Satoru who wants everything. Geto Suguru wants less, but he wants more.

For him, Geto Suguru is more than just this.

Thinking of this, Gojo Satoru stood up from the sofa, without even wearing shoes, and ran barefoot into the bedroom. He soon ran back grabbing his cell phone under Geto Suguru's confused gaze.

As soon as he saw Gojo Satoru holding his cell phone, Geto Suguru's expression became a little unnatural.

He asked tentatively, "No one called or sent you a message, right?"

Gojo Satoru shook his head. "No, it's strange. It's been incredibly quiet these past two days. If it were any other day, I'd have received at least ten calls from Principal Yemo."

Geto Suguru glanced at Gojo Satoru's phone screen and breathed a sigh of relief after making sure that Gojo Satoru had no suspicions.

Gojo Satoru never noticed the call records and messages that he had deleted.

Thinking of this, Xia Youjie felt that he was a bit bad. Even if his starting point was good, his behavior was still not desirable and could not be considered an upright behavior.

If Gojo Satoru finds out one day, I wonder how angry he will be.

"Maybe it's because of the typhoon and heavy rain. In weather like this, you should stay home. I'm sure your principal feels the same way. How could he have the nerve to call you?"

Gojo Satoru curled his lips, "Don't you know what kind of character he is? Even if knives are raining down from the sky, he still has to give orders."

"What do you mean by that?"

Gojo Satoru blinked, realizing he had said the wrong thing. He smiled and said, "Sorry, sorry. I'm used to complaining to my friends. Mr. Getabu, please don't take it to heart."

Xia Youjie: "..."

After unlocking the phone, Gojo Satoru opened the dialing interface. He handed the phone to Geto Suguru, who blinked and didn't understand.

Gojo Satoru rolled his eyes at him. "How come Mr. Getsu, who's usually so smart, suddenly becomes stupid? Enter your phone number. If you disappear again next time, I can at least call you first."

Xia Yujie stared at the phone screen in a daze. After a while, he took a breath and said, "If someone really wants to leave, what's the point of having a phone number?"

This is true, but it seems not entirely true.

Gojo Satoru pouted, unconvinced. "Maybe it's useful. Maybe I'll forget and pick it up. If it's useless, why do some people like to change their phone numbers after leaving?"

If he wasn't sure that the Gojo Satoru in front of him really had no memory of him, Geto Suguru would have thought that the other party was deliberately accusing him.

After defecting from the Higher Commissioner, the first thing he did was to throw away his SIM card and change his number.

Seeing that Geto Suguru didn't move for a long time, Gojo Satoru took away his cell phone and turned to Geto Suguru and opened his hand.

Xia Yujie blinked and didn't understand again, so he asked him, "What are you doing?"

Gojo Satoru said confidently, "If you don't want to input your number, then give me your phone and I'll input my number into your phone!"

"actually……"

Gojo Satoru snorted, very dissatisfied. "We've known each other for such a long time, and no one has thought of asking for each other's phone number and contact information. Mr. Getsu, don't you think this is ridiculous?"

Yeah, isn't that ridiculous?

In today's fast-paced world, you can get someone's business card almost just by meeting them once. It's really strange that he and Gojo Satoru live next door to each other but don't have each other's phone number.

But, on the other hand, perhaps it was because—

"Maybe because we see each other almost every day, I never thought I'd be separated from you suddenly. So I don't feel the need to rely on a phone number to stay in touch."

Gojo Satoru was stunned when he heard this. He looked into Geto Suguru's dazed eyes and repeated it.

He said, "You said you... never thought of separating from me?"

Is this true or false?

Didn’t you say a while ago that you didn’t know where you would be in three years?

How long has it been since you changed your story?

Geto Suguru didn't know what Gojo Satoru was thinking, he just said whatever he had in mind.

"Well, I feel like I'll be good friends with Wu for life. I know that no matter how hateful I am, Wu will always treat me as a good friend. I don't think I'll be separated from you. I think we'll be neighbors for a long time."

"..."

"We can see each other every afternoon. If circumstances permit, we both have days off, so we can see each other outside of the afternoon."

Geto Suguru smiled faintly, a very gentle smile, and his words seemed to turn into a scroll, slowly unfolding in front of Gojo Satoru.

"Maybe we'll go to the forest together to catch cicadas, watch flowers bloom, or meditate. The cool breeze blowing over us will be so refreshing..."

Gojo Satoru thought of the night-blooming cereus in the forest again. He subconsciously looked in the direction of the forest and murmured, "It hasn't bloomed yet? When will it bloom?"

Geto Suguru glanced at him and instead of giving him his phone, he took Gojo Satoru's phone.