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

Xia Yujie held a water cup in one hand and a mobile phone and a towel in the other. When he walked to the bedroom door, he carefully took Gojo Satoru's arm and led him to the bed as if he was taking care of a child who could not take care of himself.

"Be good and go up, I'll get the medicine."

There were several pills of antipyretics, cold medicines, and anti-inflammatory drugs all mixed together, including capsules and bitter tablets without sugar coating.

Gojo Satoru looked at the medicine in his hand with a bitter face. He rarely got sick, but he hated taking medicine the most.

"Can you not eat it? This one is so big, and it's not sugar-coated. Smell it. Eh~" Gojo Satoru frowned without exaggeration. "This smells terrible, Jie. If you don't believe me, try it."

Xia Yujie was speechless and handed him the water cup. "No, medicine tastes terrible to begin with. If it's not sugar-coated, it means the unpalatability index is low. If it's sugar-coated, it means it's really unpalatable, so unpalatable that it has to be sugar-coated, otherwise it would be difficult to swallow."

"But Mr. Getsu, I don't like to suffer."

Xia Yujie touched Gojo Satoru's head and coaxed him patiently, "Be good. After eating, you will feel much better after a while. Otherwise, you may have hysterics and convulsions in the second half of the night, or even fall into a coma."

Gojo Satoru looked at Geto Suguru with grievance, "How do you know so much about my symptoms?"

"Eh?" Xia Yujie was stunned for a moment, then smiled awkwardly. "No, it happens to many people, especially children. Many children have a fever that subsides in the first half of the night, but comes back in the second half. Adults... adults should be the same."

"Mr. Geto knows so much, cough cough~" Gojo Satoru coughed a few times, and Geto quickly handed him the cup of water.

"Because when Mimiko and Nanako were young, if one of them got sick, the disease would spread quickly to the other. I had to take care of them day and night, so they would naturally know."

"I see," Geto Suguru always becomes particularly gentle when talking about Mimiko and Nanako.

Gojo Satoru looked at him and always felt that such a gentle Geto Suguru was not like a father, but like a mother.

For Geto Suguru, motherhood is a feeling that is difficult to describe clearly.

Gojo Satoru put the medicine into his mouth in a not very good mood, drank a sip of water, tilted his head back and swallowed painfully.

"Don't do that. Lower your head. It's easier to swallow pills if you lower your head."

Gojo Satoru lowered his head obediently with a bitter face. The moment he swallowed the pill, a look of surprise appeared on his listless face.

"Wow, it's actually true. How amazing! How does this work?"

Xia Yujie looked confused when asked this. He shook his head and said, "As for the principle, I'm not very clear about it. The pediatrician at the time told me that. After all, it is very difficult for children to take medicine."

After taking the medicine and drinking the glass of water, Gojo Satoru lay down again. He looked at the ceiling with a sour expression on his face.

"Is it because of those two kids? I'm so envious of your adopted daughter~"

Xia Yujie didn't understand, "What's there to envy? They both had miserable childhoods."

"Right."

After taking the medicine, Gojo Satoru was forced to lie down on the bed by Geto Suguru, who then went out to pour a glass of water and placed it on the bedside table.

It was not until Geto Suguru came back with the water that Gojo Satoru suddenly realized that he had missed a good opportunity to ask for a reward.

He sighed and made Geto Suguru very depressed.

"What's going on? Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

If you feel it carefully, you will feel your temples and eye sockets throbbing, which is one of the symptoms of fever. Your head will feel dizzy and painful.

Overall it is indeed uncomfortable, but for an adult, it is not something unbearable.

It’s just that—”When you asked me to take the medicine just now, I should have taken the opportunity to negotiate terms.”

"Hmm?" Geto Suguru didn't understand what Gojo Satoru was thinking.

"I should insist on not taking the medicine, and then negotiate with you, for example, for example..." Thinking it in the mind is one thing, but to say it out loud, even Gojo Satoru, who thinks he has a thick skin, feels very despicable when he meets Geto Suguru's clear and clean eyes.

"Like what?"

He pouted and said, "Oh, I hadn't thought it through. That's why I forgot and missed it, didn't I?"

Geto Suguru curled the corners of his mouth and smiled. He looked at Gojo Satoru as if he was looking at a naughty child.

His voice softened, and he said softly, "How can you trade something like this for something? You're the one who's suffering from the illness, not me. Do you understand?"

Gojo Satoru curled his lips, not quite reconciled, "That's true..."

Xia Yujie smiled and touched Gojo Satoru's forehead with his hand. The fever could not go away quickly for a while.

"Mr. Geto, aren't you going to sleep?" Gojo Satoru couldn't help but ask Geto when he saw that Geto was sitting by the bed with no intention of going to bed.

Xia Yujie shook his head and said, "I will watch over you here. If anything bad happens in the second half of the night, I will be able to find out immediately."

"Haha," Gojo Satoru laughed weakly a few times, "It's just a minor cold, there's no need to be so nervous, Mr. Geto."

"No, your cold... The weather is quite unusual, so it's better to be cautious. If you don't notice it and something else develops, it might be delayed to the point where you need to go to the hospital. There are no doctors at the college here, and we don't have a driver or a car. So, try to keep your condition at a level that doesn't require hospitalization."

Gojo Satoru thought about it and felt that this was the case.

It is indeed difficult to deal with without Glass.

"But you'll be very tired."

Geto Suguru smiled and looked very relaxed, which was completely different from his state when he was afraid of thunder and lightning in the dark at night.

He adjusted his posture slightly and sat there leaning against the bed, which made it easier for him to apply a cold compress to Gojo Satoru.

He adjusted the towel he had just brought in and placed it on Gojo Satoru's forehead. The moment the towel was placed on him, a cool feeling penetrated from between his eyebrows. It was a bit prickly, but after a few seconds it turned into a very comfortable coolness.

"It's okay. I don't have to go to work tomorrow anyway. I can catch up on my sleep during the day."

Cold compress, what's going on between the two of them today?

First it was Geto Suguru who needed cold compress, and now it is him who needs cold compress. What a close friend with a tragic fate.

Gojo Satoru felt the uneven towel and belatedly realized, "Is there ice in it?"

"Yeah," Xia Yujie nodded, "This way the coolness will last longer."

He said with some worry, "There's not much ice left. If the power doesn't come soon, the remaining ice will slowly melt into water and become useless."

Having no electricity is a very inconvenient thing in our daily life.

Xia Yujie felt a little regretful, "I should have bought some fever-reducing patches at home."

Gojo Satoru sighed slightly, and the breath he exhaled was hot.

Geto Suguru was sitting there leaning against the bed, and Gojo Satoru was pushed inward by him, lying on the pillow. It looked like he was holding Gojo Satoru in his arms.