On the Necessary and Sufficient Conditions for Harvesting a Male God

42. Effort

Yang Lin calmed down, today is the 11th, and there are three days left to take the "Tax Law" test, and he is entering the final sprint.

He finished all the accounts of the two part-time jobs on the 9th, because he usually does a lot, and it is very easy at the end of the month.This month, Boss Liu raised him to [-], and Yang Lin was very happy.

Xiaoqianqian is his favorite thing in this world besides male gods and little friends, it is his entire sense of security.

In the unit, he has completed all the accounts and forms he needs to correct, and there are a lot of odd jobs every day. He arranges it in the afternoon, and has time to review from [-]:[-] to [-]:[-] in the evening.The two sets of exercises I bought at first have been completed, and the wrong questions have been repeated repeatedly.

In fact, he has passed all three books three times, and he feels that he can pass, but he takes the exam too seriously, especially for junior auditors, so he will inevitably worry about gains and losses.

The last time to check for omissions and fill in the gaps is to go over the example questions and difficult points again. He originally planned to study for half an hour and wait for his hair to dry before going to bed, but tonight his mind was clear and he kept going.

Yang Lin didn't come back to his senses until the alarm clock rang at three o'clock. Although the ringtone had been adjusted to vibrate, the phone still made a lot of noise on the smooth desktop.

Yang Lin quickly pressed the alarm clock, looked back at the big bed, the little friend didn't move, but the male god was frowning while checking the time on his phone.

"Brother Chuan, did I wake you up?" Yang Lin asked in a low voice, very disturbed.

"Why haven't you slept yet? Don't stay up, it's too much work." Nie Chuan put down his phone and sat up with a very disapproving expression.

"Well, I accidentally forgot the time. I'll sleep in a while." The male god should like black very much. The pajamas are all black, but they are really handsome.

"Brother Chuan, you go to bed first."

In fact, Yang Lin had already planned to stay up all night—he was in a state of mind at the moment, and he really didn't want to waste time sleeping.

"No, go to bed right away, my brother doesn't work as hard as you." Nie Chuan lifted the quilt, looking like he wanted to get up.

"Brother Chuan, sleep well, I'm going to sleep now, don't get up." Yang Lin hurriedly closed the book, took off his coat and put it in the living room.The clothes of the male god and the little friend were already placed on the chair in the corner of the room, and he was embarrassed to pile them up.

When he really stood up, he realized that his body was unbearably stiff. When he twisted his neck and entered the room, he saw the male god was untying his little friend's diaper. It seemed that there was stock, and the male god carried it to the bathroom.

Standing by the bed, Yang Lin was a little hesitant, always feeling that it was a little strange for him to lie on the bed and wait for someone to come over, besides, he had to turn off the lights. . . . . .

Nie Chuan, who was thinking east and west, walked in and saw that he was still standing, "Your neck must be stiff. If you are so careful about cervical spondylosis, my brother will be very uncomfortable."

As she spoke, she walked up to him, pulled him around with one hand, and pinched the back of his neck with the other hand.

Yang Lin was shaken by this sudden movement, and Nie Chuan said with a smile, "I just washed my hands, is it iced?"

"Hmm." I will overreact to any touch by you, and I can't stand this kind of conditioned reflex at home.

"Sit down, your neck and shoulders are stiff." Nie Chuan didn't think about it too much, his shoulders and backs were full of bones, and he was pitifully thin.

It's hard to imagine how he maintains such a pace of life and study, and thinking about the two meals a day for himself and his little nephew, the always clean room and the small clothes on the drying rack, he feels very uncomfortable.

After pinching his hands for a while, they warmed up. Yang Lin gradually got used to it, relaxed, and felt relaxed, but in the middle of the night, he had already disturbed his sleep, so he was very embarrassed to ask someone to give him a massage.

"Okay Brother Chuan, this will be much more comfortable, you should go to sleep too, I'll see what torments you."

"A lot of nonsense."

"......Um."

"Why didn't you say that we tormented you when you cooked for us?"

"Hey, my hands are quick, cooking is not a big deal."

Nie Chuan ignored him, but his hands didn't stop, except for the shoulders, neck, and head.Yang Lin felt both pain and pleasure, and he felt really relieved when he stopped.

"Hey, thank you Brother Chuan, it's much more comfortable."

"Well. Go to sleep, don't get up in the morning, stop exercising for a few days, and talk about it after you finish the exam. Don't worry about cooking, I'll bring it back for you."

"No, I"

"Sleep." The voice was majestic.

"Oh."

Nie Chuan watched him lie down, then turned off the lamp and groped onto the bed from the foot of the bed.Yang Lin thought strangely that this is how the emperors after the Ming Dynasty let their concubines sit in bed—climbing up and down from the foot of the bed.

He gagged his mouth with the corner of the quilt, not daring to let himself laugh.

It's too much, the male god is here to take care of you, if you let him know what you think, he will throw you out before dawn.

The mood is very happy, and the body is also very relaxed. I thought it would take a while to fall asleep, but I fell asleep in seconds.

Nie Chuan listened to his fast and steady breathing, deep, with a small grunt, and sighed softly.This stinking beauty is trying so hard to make people feel distressed.

The little nephew woke up on time at six o'clock, murmured "Uncle" and crawled towards Yang Lin.

As soon as the child moved, Nie Chuan woke up. He turned on the small desk lamp clamped by the bedside, and watched the child habitually roll to the side of the bed—his original position, so he hurriedly reached out to retrieve him.

The little nephew opened his eyes, looked at his uncle, threw himself on him cheerfully, and giggled.

Nie Chuan saw that Yang Lin frowned, but his body didn't move, obviously sleeping deeply.He kissed his little nephew's fat face, quickly dressed him, carried him out, and closed the door.

Turn on the water, wash up, and then dress yourself neatly and go out.

It's not yet dawn, and the temperature is only a few degrees, but this can exercise the child's cardiopulmonary function.After he ran to the park with his little nephew in his arms, he was put on the ground, and I ran and you chased him to play with him. My little nephew likes running like this very much.

It wasn't until dawn that Nie Chuan wrapped the coat and hat in his hand around the child - the child was already sweating.Morning exercise is over.

I took the child to eat breakfast, and brought soy milk, deep-fried dough sticks, and steamed buns to Yang Lin.Chi Meijing seems to like eating noodles and noodles, but he can't let them go, it's better to let him sleep more.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw that the person who thought he was still sleeping was already sitting by the bed doing the quiz. The three quilts on the oversized bed were neatly folded.The little nephew jumped on him happily when he saw him, "Yang Yang! Hug!"

Nie Chuan supported his forehead, "Didn't I tell you to sleep more, what time did you wake up?"

Yang Lin picked up his little nephew, "Good morning baby, I just woke up too." It was really powerful biological clock, and I was thinking about it again, and woke up as soon as seven o'clock passed.

"Then come and eat while it's hot, and I'm going to wait for you to wake up from the heat. Yang Lin, don't you feel sleepy when you go to work during the day?"

"It's okay. If you are sleepy, lie on your stomach for a while, and you can sleep for a while on the bus. I have been used to sleeping less since I was a child. Brother Chuan, what does Xiaofei eat in the morning?"

"...Half a bowl of soy milk, a quarter of a deep-fried dough stick."

"Then let me steam an egg at nine o'clock. Does my baby have no appetite? I only ate a little bit. Could it be that the food outside is not good, and Yang Yang will make it for Xiao Fei at noon?"

The little friend played with Bald Qiang, but didn't answer.

Nie Chuan sighed, "Concentrate on your study, I'll make steamed eggs later. We'll have takeaway at noon." Seeing what Yang Lin wanted to say, he stopped him, "Xiaofei can eat well at Aunt Wang's house in the afternoon, it will only take a few days , it doesn't matter."

Yang Lin, shut up, ate for a long time before saying, "Thank you."

In three days, Nie Chuan saw Yang Lin's strong self-control.

Every morning when I open my eyes, I see his back under the light. I don't know what time he got up.

After Nie Chuan brought him breakfast, he played with the child in the living room, but his nephew was very attached to his Yang Yang. In order not to disturb others, he took the child to the supermarket, Go around the zoo.

At noon, he ordered a takeaway for the students who were studying, and took the children to eat outside. After eating, he sent it directly to Aunt Wang's house.

When I pick up the children and return home at night, the house is usually clean.

In the past few days, he has paid attention to washing the children's dirty clothes in time, but Yang Lin always has something to do in his eyes: the dry clothes are put away, the children's shoes are brushed, and their beds will be made.

He resumed his usual routine and went to bed with his children at nine or ten o'clock, but he would leave a light in the living room.

He can usually wake up when late comers enter the room lightly, but seeing him carefully lowering the lamp, turning the pages of the book, and his slender back straightening, he couldn't bear to force him to rest after all.

Just for a few days, after the exam is over, he must not be allowed to do this.

Yang Lin's feelings are much more complicated.Too much gratitude piled up in his chest, and the thanks were too pale, he would rather take more care of these two lovely people in his later life.

Just like the male god did to him.

It's been a while, and I can't sleep for five hours a day, and it has been reduced to three hours in the past few days, but the review plan is completed very well.Tomorrow is the 14th, Yang Lin plans to go to bed early tonight, and check the wrong questions tomorrow morning, the task is not heavy.

His schedule has been messed up and needs to be adjusted, so as not to be confused in the examination room.

Arriving home at eleven o'clock, after washing up, I quietly walked into the bedroom, and there was a cloud of warm wind blowing against my face.

With the dim light of the mobile phone, I saw that the quilt of the little friend had been kicked to his feet, and the little frog with bare legs was still sleeping soundly.Yang Lin went to bed lightly, first covered the child, and then looked at the male god, who looked very stable with his hands on his chest.

He's so handsome when he's asleep.

He gently got into bed, black screen, really happy.

Maybe it was because he was too tired, Yang Lin was still thinking when he fell into a nightmare, it was all a dream, don't be afraid, it will pass after a while, it's all fake...but he just couldn't wake up.

The self in the dream splits into two versions:

The grown-up Yang Lin knew it was a dream, and wanted to wake up, but he couldn't shake the powerless despair in the dream.

And that young self has been resisting and struggling in vain, running away in fear... Of course, there is no way to escape, and in the end he was surrounded, beaten and buried alive...

Nie Chuan woke up when he heard a faint groan. He turned on the small desk lamp with the minimum brightness. He looked at his little nephew, who was sleeping peacefully, and only then did he notice Yang Lin's abnormality.

The person on the bed curled himself up to the extreme—an unimaginable small ball, his eyes rolled rapidly, and his breathing was short of breath.

He turned on the light, and saw that the man was sweating, as if he couldn't breathe, a thin voice came out of his lips, he couldn't hear clearly, but he was sure he wasn't crying.