Curse back: Gender-swapped cosplayers always meet the real person

Chapter 222: Amnesiac Geto Suguru

When Geto Xiayou woke up, he found himself sitting in a cemetery.

It was just dawn, and the light of dawn shone through the treetops. One or two gray-winged birds jumped onto the branches, chirping.

There were several tombstones standing around him, all facing this direction, which looked a bit scary.

And he was being hugged by a woman.

No, describing it as “holding” is a bit too mild, it should be called “being held tightly”.

He exerted too much force and felt like he was curled up into a ball, unable to even breathe.

So...the first minute after he opened his eyes, would he die in such a miraculous way?

Being suffocated to death by being held in someone's arms is too unspeakable.

"Miss..." Xia Youjie opened his mouth, he glanced down and was stunned.

From this perspective, all you can see is her long, light-colored hair, a small portion of her face showing, and her almost inaudible mumbling.

"Jie...don't go..."

Jay? Is that his name?

Before Geto Suguru realized it, his hand involuntarily raised up and gently touched her head.

What's going on? Why is she crying so sadly...

Xia Youjie put down his hand, and seeing that the person in his arms did not respond, he had to raise his voice and repeat: "This lady."

As a result, she tightened her grip even more.

Her head nestled against the side of his neck, and her tears naturally flowed onto his neck, bringing an itchy, cool feeling.

She said in a hoarse voice, muffled and reluctant, "Shut up, let me hold you for a while."

Geto Summer Oil: “….”

He had no objection to this. But...

"You can hold me if you want." Xia Youjie said with difficulty, "But if you keep holding me like this, I'm going to be strangled to death."

After hearing these words, she let go of his hand, moved back a little, and stared at him blankly with her eyes open.

Finally saw the face.

The facial features are delicate like a doll, the silver eyelashes are tearful, the beautiful blue eyes, the slightly pale pink lips, and the silly look.

Oops, that expression is kind of cute.

Xia Yujie subconsciously looked away and coughed uncomfortably.

The first time I saw her, I couldn't help but feel joy and trust, as if we were someone I had known for a very long time.

"who are you?"

The bright eyes dimmed slightly.

"And, more importantly, who am I?"

".........ha?"

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Geto Suguru actually lost his memory.

I knew he would lose his memory, but I never thought he would lose it in this way.

It's not that he forgot everything about me, nor that he forgot the memories of the first two weeks. Instead, he completely forgot everyone, including himself.

Is this some kind of punishment? Or is it because a brain that doesn't belong to me has been replaced with this one?

While I was in a daze, Geto Suguru had already walked around.

But, it seems that he didn't remember anything.

"Is it true? You don't remember anything at all?" I looked up at him. "You can't remember anyone at all?"

"Yes." He said decisively, "My mind is empty now. There is nothing in it."

When I heard Geto Xiayou say that his mind was empty, I felt a little complicated.

"Then do you know what this is?" I took out the cell phone from my pocket and showed it to him.

"I know." He nodded and answered me, "I just lost my memory, I didn't become mentally retarded."

I:"........"

The offensiveness is quite strong.

I didn't turn on my phone that night.

By this point in time, both the High School and Gojo Satoru should know that I stole the body, and they might be going crazy looking for someone.

But I never mentioned Riko in front of Gojo Satoru, so he probably didn't expect to come here.

"By the way, why are we in the cemetery?" Xia Youjie turned around and pondered for a moment before asking, "Did the two of them have a quarrel?"

"It wasn't noisy."

Most of the time, I was the only one crying and making a fuss, while Jay had to coax me while enduring so many memories pouring in and disappearing. It was even worse than a quarrel.

But now, facing the blank sheet of paper, I couldn't say anything. I could only say with mixed feelings: "This is a long story, and I can't explain it in a few words."

"Then what is my identity?" he asked, "What is your relationship with me?"

"This is also very complicated to explain, and it cannot be explained in just a few words."

He looked as if he had realized something.

"Then do you know why I lost my memory?"

"I roughly know...but..." I opened my mouth, but before I could finish my words, Xia Yujie automatically added the next sentence.

"It's hard to explain it in a few words, right?" He squatted down, facing me, tilted his head and observed me closely, and stammered, "I didn't expect..."

"? What didn't you expect?"

"Nothing." He looked away, looked at my hands that were clenched so tightly that they turned red, and naturally stretched them out to me and opened them. He asked helplessly, "I say, at least give me some information, one or two sentences that can make it clear."

To be honest, there is basically no way to explain it clearly in just one or two sentences.

I was silent for a while, then said, "Your name is Xia Yujie."

"28 years old, male, 185cm tall, 187cm with shoes on. I don't know his weight." I analyzed the force on him and estimated, "Probably 145kg."

"What you are wearing is called a five-jo kasaya." I pursed my lips and said, "I think it is worn to commemorate a person named Gojo Satoru."

"Wait... In memory of Gojo Satoru?" He touched his hair and asked in confusion, "Is this person dead?"

"That's not the case." I glanced at him and continued, "He was your best friend, but you broke up because of a quarrel when you were young."

"......How did you break up?"

"How should I know?" I glared at him and said directly, "Maybe it's because he always comes and smashes your table and bed."

"If that's the case..." Xia Yujie thought, "Then why should I wear five robes to commemorate him?"

"That..." I glanced at him and said coldly, "I made that up. The actual situation is that you are a monk, so you have to wear a monk's robe and go out to preach."

".......I am a monk?" Xia Youjie's eyes widened in surprise.

"Why, don't you think so?"

I was in a really bad mood, so I just blurted out, "By the way, you have two daughters who just turned 16 this year. Remember to go find them."

"Um..." Xia Youjie touched his nose, his tone stagnant, "So I am a 28-year-old monk with two 16-year-old daughters."

"Wow, you got it right, that's great, you're definitely not a retard."

I clapped my hands weakly and stuffed the note and phone in my pocket into his hands: "Here is your daughter's contact information. Use this to call them and they will come to pick you up."

After saying that, I stood up, patted my pants, turned around and prepared to leave.

As a result, he took two steps and was grabbed by Geto Suguru.

"Wait...you haven't told me who you are yet." Xia Youjie took two steps forward and stubbornly grabbed the corner of my clothes.

I... who am I? What is there to say to someone who has already forgotten?

I clenched my loosened hand again. I didn’t look back, but told him stiffly: “My name is... Gojo Kiri. I can be considered your friend.”

"............" Xia Yujie didn't say anything, but his eyes stayed on me.

"........let go."

"Let me go." I raised my head, closed my eyes, and shed the last tear.

Once I'm sure he's safe and have done what I need to do, I won't stay in this city any longer.

"But I only recognize you." Xia Youjie said, "I forgot the whole world, and the first person I saw when I woke up was you."

"Can you bear to abandon me?"