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

Gojo Satoru had never done such a thing as feeding anyone before. No matter whether they were companions he met when he was young and training with his family, or seniors and juniors who entered the technical high school after he grew up, no one had ever been so humble as to take care of them like this.

This is the first time I've taken care of Geto Suguru like this.

He wasn't very skilled at it, his head swaying back and forth following the movements of his hands, and he kept muttering, "Spin, spin again, suck!"

Very childish.

However, he enjoys this kind of thing. Taking care of the person he loves is a fulfilling and happy thing.

Saying love only with your mouth is too cheap. Love is reflected in the details and in the real kindness you show to the other person.

Geto Suguru sat there leaning against two pillows. Without him having to do anything, all his attention was focused on Gojo Satoru's face.

When Gojo Satoru is doing something seriously, he will not be disturbed by the outside world. He is so focused that it seems as if there is an invisible wall between him and other people, even if what he is doing now is just rolling the unruly noodles on the fork.

Geto Suguru's mood has become very stable at this moment. After taking the medicine and with Gojo Satoru, the person who makes him feel most at ease, by his side, he is now very close to his healthiest time.

Gojo Satoru brought the soba noodles to Geto's mouth and mentioned it to him again. He said, "After we finish eating, I will go out for a walk with you. How about we go for a walk by the river?"

To be honest, Geto Xiayou didn't want to go out. Realizing that he wanted to refuse, Gojo Satoru said, "You're wrong, you're wrong. I want to go. Will you accompany me?"

Since he said this, what else can Geto Suguru say?

Looking at Gojo Satoru's cunning smile, Geto Suguru knew that his weakness had already been grasped by the other party, and Gojo Satoru knew that he could not refuse him.

I really can't refuse him, right?

After dinner, Gojo Satoru washed the dishes quickly and cleaned the kitchen before going back to his room to change clothes. When Gojo Satoru came back to Geto Suguru's door, Geto Suguru had already changed into clothes for going out and was standing in the corridor outside the door waiting for him.

Gojo Satoru wore a loose long-sleeved T-shirt with a white I-shaped vest underneath. The neckline was very wide, allowing part of the I-shaped vest to be exposed, and her beautiful collarbone could also be seen.

Xia Yujie glanced at him up and down and saw that he was wearing a pair of light gray slim jeans and a pair of sneakers.

Looking at myself, I wore a thin black sweatshirt over my T-shirt, loose wide-leg sports pants in the same color, a pair of flip-flops on my feet, and my hair was casually tied behind my head. At first glance, I looked like a stay-at-home guy who rarely went out.

The image gap is quite big.

Gojo Satoru noticed that Geto was looking at him, and he couldn't help but spin around in front of Geto like a peacock with its tail spread out, asking as he spun, "Do I look good? Am I handsome? I look good standing next to you, don't I?"

"Ahem" Gojo Satoru's words were so powerful that Geto Suguru almost choked to death on his own saliva.

Gojo Satoru chuckled and put his arm on Geto's shoulder naturally. "Okay, I was just kidding. I rarely wear casual clothes, and I didn't bring much with me. These are the few clothes I can wear outside."

Geto Suguru didn't care about this. The reason he took a good look at him just now was because Gojo Satoru usually wore the high school uniform.

Ten years ago, they wore student uniforms, and ten years later, they wore teacher uniforms. Even though they were once very good friends, they rarely saw each other in casual clothes.

So, I took a few more glances.

After leaving the yard, feeling the cool breeze from the forest, the two walked side by side down the gentle slope.

It was cloudy during the day, but it cleared up at night. The dark sky looked like a chessboard, dotted with stars. The moon was sometimes in the clouds, and sometimes jumped out of the clouds to illuminate the road, just like a naughty little girl who liked to play hide-and-seek.

The river flows silently, reflecting the sky like a mirror and the lights of the commercial district not far away.

Geto Suguru and Gojo Satoru walked very slowly. No one was chasing them, and they had no destination. They were free to go wherever they wanted.

Because it is close to the mountains and forests, the heat will slowly dissipate at night.

Now, with the cool breeze blowing, besides the fishy smell of water plants, there is also the smell of the other person.

Geto Suguru's laundry detergent has a light pine scent, while Gojo Satoru's has the scent of lemon mint. These scents mixed together in the wind, creating an inexplicable and indescribable ambiguity.

It was not too late yet, so we walked along the river bank for a long time and stopped at the bend of the river.

It was pitch black all around, but there were bright lights in the distance. It was a strange feeling, as if they were the only two people in the same world, and everyone else belonged to another world.

They were so close, their shoulders touching, their arms brushing against each other.

Gojo Satoru said to Geto Suguru, "Let's go over there."

Geto Xia Yu looked at the direction Gojo Satoru pointed, he was a little resistant, "That's the commercial district, there are a lot of people over there."

That's right, even after being reborn, even though he was now a lecturer among a group of monkeys, when he made choices subconsciously, he was still resistant to places with many monkeys.

Gojo Satoru looked at him for a moment, ignored his words, and pulled up his wrist.

In the cool night breeze, Gojo Satoru's palms were warm and dry, and it felt very comfortable to touch.

Xia Youjie was passively led by him. After walking a few steps, he realized that they were outside and Xia Youjie couldn't help but want to pull his hand back.

Gojo Satoru didn't even look at him. His eyes behind sunglasses were staring straight at the road ahead. He had no intention of letting go.

"This is outside..." Xia Yujie reminded him a little anxiously.

Gojo Satoru didn't care at all. Instead, he smiled and asked, "If we were at home, would Mr. Geta let me hold hands whenever I wanted?"

"Hmm..." Geto Suguru was speechless after being asked this question. There was a loophole in what he said, and Gojo Satoru just happened to exploit this loophole. Who could he blame?

Geto Suguru turned his gaze from Gojo Satoru's profile to the side, looking at the dark night scene in an attempt to divert his attention.

On one side of the path is a vegetable field, which must have been mined by residents living nearby.

In the summer, tomatoes grew well, but because of the heavy rain some time ago, the tomatoes began to rot on the branches after being overly washed by the rain. Now, you can still smell the smell of rotten tomatoes in the air.

Perhaps noticing Geto's discomfort, Gojo Satoru pursed his lips and smiled silently. He said, "Don't worry, I'll let go of your hand when we get to a crowded place. It's dark here, so if we hold each other we won't fall."

Geto Suguru: "But if we fall, I guess neither of us will be able to avoid it."

"Hahaha," Gojo Satoru's laughter sounded arrogant in the night. "I got discovered. I was afraid of falling, so I asked someone to keep me company. Does Mr. Geta have any objection?"

Shouldn't he have an opinion?