After all of them are reborn, who would still want to marry 2.5 Jo Satoru?

Time in the real world flows quietly like a river, but the years in dreams jump forward like thrown marbles.

One summer was taken away by the Leonid meteor shower, and another summer soon came to replace it.

"I feel that I am surrounded by some great misfortune, and that happiness has left me."

When Gojo Satoru said this, Geto Suguru was sitting in the messy dormitory writing a self-criticism.

The rustling sound of the pen tip rubbing against each other mixed with the whining cry made him feel like his sandbag-sized fist was itching for no reason, and he was eager to have close contact with some bastard's face.

Gojo Satoru, who received no response, collapsed on the bed, like a salted fish that had been fried on one side. He turned over on his own accord, letting the sultry air fry him until both sides were golden brown.

"All my good luck has run out. Isn't summer almost over? Why is it still so hot?"

“It’s too hot, too hot, too hot…”

The veins on Xia Yujie's forehead throbbed, and he finally couldn't help but break the tip of his pen on the manuscript paper. He turned his head to look at the struggling Gojo Young Master, and said with a forced smile,

"You've ruined all your luck. If you hadn't blown up the dormitory building with one blast, we'd at least still have air conditioning and fans to use!"

Instead of having to huddle in one of the few shades to write self-criticisms in the scorching heat like we do now.

"Not at all!"

Gojo Satoru turned himself over again and lay sideways on the narrow dormitory bed, staring at the open space outside the dormitory building through the gaps that could be seen everywhere.

In a slow and listless voice, he said, "It's because Liuli-chan isn't around."

"I used all my good luck to meet her, and when she left, she took my good luck away with her."

As he said this, he reached out and took out a bottle of soda from the plastic bag on the bedside table and took a big gulp like a middle-aged man getting drunk in a bar.

Before Geto Suguru could tease him, Gojo Satoru suddenly sat up, shook the empty glass bottle, and started squeaking exaggeratedly.

"Look, Jay, look, there's a crack in the marble in the bottle!"

"I just said my luck had turned bad. The marbles in the soda I drank before never had cracks."

He stared, like a grumpy old man who scratched a lottery ticket and found that the numbers he had in the previous draw matched the winning numbers.

"It must be because Liuli-chan left me. I've been having nightmares every night lately, and my luck is getting worse and worse, as if I'm being haunted by a curse."

Geto Suguru was almost laughing at his words.

Even though he knew this guy had a bad personality when they became friends, Geto Suguru didn't really care.

In fact, as An Geji said, the fact that they can play together proves that they do have similarities.

But Gojo Satoru is just looking for trouble now. Where did this cursed spirit come from that could actually entangle Gojo Satoru?

Is this a curse caused by love?

This is not impossible.

Thinking of this, Xia Yujie's emotions calmed down a little for no reason. He forgave the other party like a normal person forgiving a cancer patient, and asked perfunctorily,

"What did you dream about this time? Did you dream that your fiancée didn't want you?"

"Ruri-chan would never abandon me. She loves me so much so much so much!" Gojo Satoru retorted loudly, glaring at him with dissatisfaction with his blue eyes.

But he didn't say what he dreamed about.

Only after a moment's silence did he say in a somewhat unhappy voice, "But I do feel like I'm cursed."

This time, Geto Suguru was more serious. He keenly noticed that there was indeed something wrong with Gojo Satoru's mood, which was slightly different from his previous whining.

"Who can curse you?"

You have to know that in the world of curses, cursing someone also comes at a price. If you want to curse someone, you must at least ensure a high success rate before you do it.

Otherwise, the stronger the person who curses is, the greater the backlash will be.

The curse on Gojo Satoru is so boundless that at the very least he will be killed, and at the worst he will lose his human form.

Gojo Satoru didn't answer, but covered his face with his arms and fell back on the bed, like a death row prisoner with his throat strangled, suddenly unable to breathe.

Seeing this, Geto Xia Yu shrugged and turned away. His review was still three thousand words short. Even if he had to write a thousand "I'm not wrong", he would make up the word count.

Only Gojo Satoru was left, staring up at the broken ceiling with a blank look in his eyes.

The person who cursed him in the dream was standing in a pool of dark blood. His silver-white hair and black clothes were all stained with blood, leaving only his eyes with traces of blue.

The man's crazy eyes and hysterical voice seemed to tear through the dream and penetrate into Gojo Satoru's eyeballs and eardrums.

He said—

"give me back!"

"Give her... back to me!"

Gojo Satoru buried his face in the pillow, trying to clear his mind. After a while, he found that it was of no use, so he kicked his legs and sat up, screaming again.

"I'm dying."

"My Liuli energy is seriously insufficient, and I can't breathe anymore!"

"I want to call her, I want to meet her, I want to ask her for two million kisses!"

Xia Yujie's small eyes were focused on the last three words "I'm not wrong". When he put a period on them, he breathed a sigh of relief and smiled with satisfaction.

So he finally got up from the stool, took a step forward and reached out to grab a bottle of soda, "Then go call her."

Gojo Satoru said listlessly, "There's no signal in that damn place."

"Then go meet her by car. It should only take a few hours to get there by tram."

"What if I disturb her? If she's studying super-seriously, super-hard, wouldn't I be causing her trouble?"

"You actually know you're causing trouble?"

Geto Xiayou opened his eyes wide and found it unbelievable!

"Of course I know. What nonsense are you talking about?" Gojo Satoru glared at him in dissatisfaction. "I have emotional intelligence too, okay?"

Xia Yujie chuckled, "Who was it that destroyed half of the school yesterday afternoon?"

"I lost money and hired the best renovation team!"

"Who was it that said in front of Teacher Ye Moth that the old school was old and dilapidated and should have been demolished and replaced with a new one?"

"I'm not wrong. Even the Gojo family has internet access, but this damn place doesn't even have wireless. How can you not fix it when it's so run down?"

"Who was it that beat the Zenin family's five-sixths to death during the exchange battle, nearly resulting in a loss of life?"

"He was the first one to say something bad about Liuli-chan, and I don't know why, but when I see him, I feel like he deserves a beating!"

"Who is..."

"It's me, it's all me, but I'm responsible for everything I do, okay? Just like Liuli-chan said, I pay for what I do and I'm responsible to the end."

Geto Suguru really had nothing to refute about this, and most of the time he was too lazy to argue with Gojo Satoru.

The other person's thinking is completely different from that of ordinary people, and they almost never think about problems from the perspective of ordinary people.

Ah, except for his legendary fiancée.

However, since Gojo Satoru could put himself in her shoes, this girl couldn't be that ordinary.

In some ways, he is no different from a brave man who tamed a dragon.

Thinking of this, Xia Yujie felt a little curious about this warrior, so he simply said in a roundabout way, "The fifteenth day is almost up, have you thought about what to send her?"

Gojo Satoru perked up a bit, "I've already prepared it. I'll send it over after I finish this mission."

I have to say, this guy is really energetic in a long-distance relationship. Xia Yujie exclaimed in his heart twice again and asked casually,

"What is the mission this time? Have you asked Mr. Ye Moth?"

"He said it was something like astral plasma, but I wasn't really listening."

Gojo Satoru answered nonchalantly.