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

It has been a long time since Geto Suguru had such a difficult time distinguishing between reality and illusion. He had already developed this symptom two years before the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons. He was afraid that it would bring danger to his two daughters, so he asked a doctor from the Pansei sect to treat him.

When the doctor found out he had this mental illness, it was like the sky was falling.

I have always regarded him as a Bodhisattva who has been incarnated into the world, but I discovered that the Bodhisattva in my eyes could also have such worldly emotional illnesses. This is simply a collapse of cognition and the collapse of faith.

Geto Suguru hated the quack doctor who screamed and cried in front of him, so he killed him with his own hands.

He went to another city far away, got the prescription medicine from there, and then started taking it intermittently until he died.

After his rebirth, he suddenly became more open-minded about some things, and his emotional illness improved a little. However, if he was under a lot of pressure or was stimulated, he might suffer from it again.

In order to ensure that he could keep a low profile and be a normal person, Geto Suguru bought this medicine based on his memory and kept it at home.

The drug he took the most was sleeping pills, which relieved emotions and encouraged the brain to secrete positive factors. Just now, it was the first time he took it.

After taking the medicine, Geto Xia Yu still curled up in bed. He had no strength. His nerves were extremely tense, and once he relaxed, it seemed as if all the strength in his body was drained away.

It was getting darker and darker, to the point where not turning on the lights would affect visual clarity.

I received a message from Gojo Satoru on my phone, asking Geto Suguru if he could still come over for dinner.

Xia Yujie raised his eyelids with difficulty and looked at the sky outside. He thought that there were no vegetables and meat at home, and it was impossible for him to go out in his current condition, so he refused.

His fingers slowly pressed the virtual keyboard on the phone, and it took a long time to send the rejection message.

Soon, news about Gojo Satoru came back.

"Mr. Summer Oil, I really have nothing to eat here. There's not a single grain of rice or piece of bread at home. Oh no, there are two pieces of bread for the fish, but if I eat them, the two fish will have nothing to eat."

【Then come over and take the bread. It's in the refrigerator's fresh-keeping shelf. 】

Over there, across the wall, Gojo Satoru was lying on the bed holding his cell phone.

He smiled wickedly and continued to send messages - [The water heater in my room is broken and there is no hot water. Can I take a shower in Mr. Geta's room tonight? ]

Before Geto Suguru could say anything, news about Gojo Satoru came again.

[Last time you disappeared, I went to the bathroom to look for you, and I found that there was a bathtub in Mr. Getsu's bathroom. I want to take a bath. Is that okay?]

Geto Suguru's temples were throbbing. If this was a message sent by someone else, he might not even respond to it, or even tell the person to get lost.

If the other person was Gojo Satoru, even if he was not feeling well or was in a bad mood, he still couldn't bear to ignore him.

People are always especially patient with those they favor.

Geto Suguru even found typing difficult. After hesitating for a while, he directly dialed Gojo Satoru's number.

Gojo Satoru didn't expect that Geto Suguru would call directly. The moment the phone rang, he was caught off guard and was startled. He didn't hold the phone firmly, and the phone hit his high nose bridge like a brick.

Not caring about the soreness in his nose at all, Gojo Satoru answered the phone in a panic. He was wondering if it would be better not to lift the no-bottom limit occasionally?

"Hello, Mr. Getsu."

Although Xia Yujie's senses were very dull, he still heard the unnaturalness in Gojo Satoru's voice. He was stunned and asked him, "What's wrong? Why does your voice sound weird?"

"Is it okay to talk about something like being hit on the nose by a cell phone?"

"..."

For a moment, Geto Suguru didn't know what to say to him. He was already an adult, but he was still so reckless.

"What did Mr. Getsu call you to say?"

Just now, he was distracted and almost forgot what he was going to say. It was only after Gojo Satoru reminded him that he remembered it.

"Wasn't it fine at noon? Why is it broken now?"

Gojo Satoru lied very naturally, "Who knows? Sometimes it works fine one second and breaks the next. It's just a coincidence."

Xia Youjie: "..."

"So, what's going on? Mr. Geto isn't such a stingy person, is he? I've even let you use my bathroom."

It was true. After he said that, what else could Geto Suguru say? He could only agree reluctantly.

Gojo Satoru didn't seem to know what it meant to quit while he was ahead. He agreed to let him go over to eat bread and to use the bathroom, so if he also agreed to let him stay over, there shouldn't be any problem, right?

So - "I'll sleep on the outside and keep you company, okay?"

"Hmm?" There was a slight nasal tone in the questioning voice. Geto Suguru didn't know how there could be such a shameless person in the world.

Everything else is easy to deal with, except this one thing. He fell asleep last night, and there was nothing he could do. It’s different now. His mind is not clear but he is still a little clearer and can make the right judgment.

The wound on his abdomen had healed well, but it was still a wound. If Gojo realized it, he would be afraid that the other party would see it by accident.

"No, except for this one thing."

"Is it because of what happened this afternoon?" After hesitating for a while, Gojo Satoru asked uncertainly.

When he asked this, Geto couldn't help but think of the scene in the afternoon. His left eyelid and even his cheek suddenly felt hotter than other parts of his face.

Geto Suguru's breathing became disordered. He opened his mouth slightly but couldn't say anything.

"Mr. Xia Yu, I was abrupt this afternoon. From now on, I will never do anything without your permission. So, can you let me sleep over tonight?"

Geto Suguru didn't know what to say. Apart from breathing in and out into the phone, there was nothing else he could do.

"I just want to be with you. Or to put it more bluntly, I need Mr. Getsu's company. It's me, it's me who needs you."

His narrow eyes gradually widened, and Geto Suguru's mouth became dry.

His brain automatically ignored everything else, including everything he cared about. The only thing left in his mind was Gojo Satoru's words, "It's me who needs you."

Ever since they met, no matter what he had done for Gojo Satoru, whether it was taking care of his daily life or fighting on missions side by side, the Gojo Satoru in the past had never said that he needed him.

Such a powerful sorcerer, a person standing at the highest pinnacle of the sorcery world, it seems that he does not need anyone by his side.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, what I did at that time is not irreplaceable, and anyone can do it.

The Gojo Satoru at that time never said that he needed me, but the Gojo Satoru after his rebirth did.

He needs him, Gojo Satoru said he needs Geto Suguru.

"Okay." Geto Suguru said the word almost unconsciously.