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

In the afternoon, Gojo Satoru's throat was swollen as expected, to the point where even drinking water hurt. This was something that Geto Suguru had expected.

Gojo Satoru was in so much pain that he had difficulty speaking, but he still held onto Geto Suguru's hand tightly after he felt a little better.

Xia Yujie was quite helpless about this and told him: "If you are sick, you should rest more. Now that you can't speak, it won't help if I stay here, right?"

Like an insecure cat, Gojo Satoru pulled Geto onto the bed and said to him in a voice that was beginning to become hoarse, "It's your turn to sleep. I'll keep watch over you."

Having said that, Geto Suguru remembered that he hadn't slept last night. Even when Gojo Satoru took the fever-reducing medicine and fell asleep, he didn't take the opportunity to take a nap.

Even if he neglected his training, according to Geto Suguru's physical condition, not sleeping for a night would not matter. Now, after Gojo Satoru specifically mentioned it, he seemed to be a little sleepy.

"What about Satoru? Does Satoru want to get some sleep?"

Gojo Satoru shook his head, "I'm not sleepy anymore. I'll stay with you, you can sleep peacefully."

Geto Suguru lay beside Gojo Satoru, raised his hand and touched Gojo Satoru's forehead. The temperature seemed to be lower than at noon.

Geto Suguru calculated the steps of Gojo Satoru's illness. As long as he could hold out until the end of the third day, the fever would basically subside and would not recur. Now it's not even a day, and the situation is still not optimistic.

Seeing Geto Suguru's worried look, Gojo Satoru smiled at him and tried to make himself look more energetic.

"Want me to tell you a story to put you to sleep, or even sing a song?"

Xia Yujie couldn't help laughing and joked with him, "Your throat will soon be unable to make any sound. You'd better save your breath. I'm not a child. I don't need anyone to coax me to sleep."

Gojo Satoru curled his lips, "That's really unfortunate."

"Satoru," Xia Yujie looked at him, "I'm just going to sleep for a while. If you feel uncomfortable, wake me up immediately, okay?"

Gojo Satoru rolled his eyes at him, not quite convinced. "You're not a child, so am I?"

In other words, how could he not know about this?

"I'm talking to you. Didn't I tell you not to always call yourself Laozi?"

Gojo Satoru sniffed and said in a weaker voice, "Ah, sorry, I forgot for a moment."

"I'll just sleep for a while, this is for you," said Geto Suguru, taking out a small white bottle from the pocket of his home clothes and handing it to Gojo Satoru.

Gojo Satoru took a closer look and realized it was a bottle of throat lozenges.

There was a glint of surprise in his eyes, "Did you buy it specially for me when you went out?"

"Ah," Geto Summer Oil nodded.

"How did Jay know I would have a sore throat?"

Xia Yujie narrowed his eyes, pondered for a moment, and gave a passable explanation, "I guessed that most people with a cold might have a sore throat, so I bought it."

"Eh~" Gojo Satoru corrected Geto with a feeling of loss, "Geto is really unromantic. At a time like this, you should say it's a premonition, that we have a spiritual connection. That's what you should say."

Geto Suguru just smiled and didn't want to follow Gojo Satoru's words.

He reached out and patted Gojo Satoru on the shoulder, reminding him, "You can only eat one within an hour, don't eat more."

"why not?"

Geto Xiayou smiled with his eyes closed, his voice was small and had a slight nasal tone, which was very pleasant.

He said, "It will cause cavities."

After hearing this funny answer, the corners of Gojo Satoru's mouth gradually curled up.

He looked at the bottle of throat lozenges and then turned to look at Geto Suguru who was very close to him. Geto Suguru closed his eyes and prepared to fall into a light sleep, with a faint smile on his lips.

The hand holding the throat lozenge gradually fell to the chest, and Gojo Satoru's eyes were completely attracted by the sleeping face.

After taking a look, his eyes turned away, but after a few seconds, they turned back uncontrollably and took another look.

[It's so beautiful, you're worthy of being my best friend, the most beautiful in the world! ]

Gojo Satoru is like a cat spirit that appears in human form. He can't sleep and his hands are itching to poke the people around him.

Although he is already an adult, once he is alone with Geto Suguru, he can't help but become childish. Sometimes even he has to admit that some of his actions are very similar to those of children who have not grown up.

Even though he knew it was childish, Gojo Satoru couldn't help himself, so it was almost predictable that he would stretch out his claws towards Geto Suguru's face.

The fair and slender fingers grabbed the bangs on Geto's face like a cat toy.

When he doesn't need to go out, Geto Suguru basically doesn't tie his hair up, and lets his black hair spread out on his chest or back.

Now, his black hair was spread out on the pillow, and his bangs were also scattered, adding a touch of softness to his handsome face.

Gojo Satoru had nothing to do, so he lay on the bed and played with Geto Suguru's hair. He hooked his index finger around the bangs on his left forehead and moved it around.

The black hair was wrapped around the jade-white hands, and the ends of the hair scratched Xia Yujie's cheek.

Geto Suguru seemed to have fallen asleep, his slightly delicate eyebrows wrinkled, and he asked Gojo Satoru to stop making trouble.

"Be good, Satoru."

The extremely soft and lazy tune makes people feel itchy when they hear it.

Gojo Satoru grinned silently, but his throat hurt a little, so he reluctantly retracted the smile.

His fingers did not obediently let go of the strand of black hair. Gojo Satoru held his chin with one hand, staring at Geto Suguru's sleeping face with his eyes fixed.

The facial features of Geto Suguru are completely different from those of Gojo Satoru, and they are exquisite and beautiful. If Gojo Satoru's facial features are relatively large and round, giving a childish cuteness, then Geto Suguru's facial features are more narrow, long and thin.

Narrow and long almond-shaped eyes, a tall and straight nose bridge, and two thin lips. These facial features not only make a man look handsome, but also make him look very charming when accompanied by a smile, and it is the kind of charm that he is not aware of.

Gojo Satoru let go of the bangs and poked Geto Suguru's brow with the tip of his index finger. The soft, warm and dry fingertip moved down along the bridge of his nose and finally stopped at the tip of his nose.

Geto Suguru felt that the guy who disturbed his sweet dreams was really hateful. After groaning, he grabbed Gojo Satoru's hand.

"Satoru," he called Gojo Satoru's name with a hint of dissatisfaction. The ending tone was very light and drawn out very long. When the other person heard it, he inexplicably felt that it was also filled with a bit of helpless pampering and indulgence.

Geto Suguru didn't open his eyes, but just kept feeling around. When his hand landed on Gojo Satoru's shoulder, his strength suddenly increased, pushing the defenseless guy down.

Gojo Satoru suddenly turned over and lay down, and then Geto Suguru's head rubbed against his chest.