Compatibility - Chapter 60

Chapter 60

After days that clawed at her heart, she had finally scraped through half a month, and at last Song Nanyin received the good news that Liu Zhaoran's work over there was finally done and she would be coming back.

"It might be an hour late, but it probably won't be delayed too long." At the airport, Liu Zhaoran spoke to Song Nanyin, phone in hand. She was away on business trips all year round and had long been used to flight delays. But today, Liu Zhaoran felt time passing especially slowly.

"Maybe it's just an hour in words; who knows how long we'll actually wait." Song Nanyin typed away at a proposal on her computer, glanced at Liu Zhaoran, and lowered her head to hide the faint displeasure in her eyes.

"Yeah, an hour doesn't sound long, but it's still sixty minutes. Not having seen Team Leader Song for so long, I can't wait even one minute."

Liu Zhaoran could still rattle off such sappy lines as smoothly as ever, except today Song Nanyin didn't argue back. Instead, a hint of tacit agreement rose in her heart. Thinking it over carefully, since their relationship had improved, this seemed to be the first time they had been apart for so long.

Song Nanyin had spent some time adjusting her mindset. Now, facing Liu Zhaoran, she no longer thought about too many complicated things. She couldn't bear to let go, and she still liked her in her heart, but she no longer thought about being together.

Life just crept forward amid contradictions. Where Liu Zhaoran was concerned, Song Nanyin could neither pretend complete indifference nor feel purely like or dislike.

The world prized compromise, and Song Nanyin knew she didn't have the courage to stake everything on one throw. She didn't want to leave Liu Zhaoran and break things off for good, but she also couldn't confess outright and pursue her with all her might. Since that was the case, the only option was to keep maintaining their current relationship.

Take it one step at a time; if she could enjoy this life, she would keep going. Maybe one day, that Black-Hearted Lotus Liu Zhaoran would fall for her.

Song Nanyin tucked her longing away. She refused to admit it out loud, determined to carry her tsundere act, mouth at odds with heart, all the way to the end.

"Cut it out. Don't make it sound like I missed you. You..."

"Nanyin, a work call is coming in on my end. I'll call you back later."

Liu Zhaoran suddenly cut Song Nanyin off. Hearing that she had work to discuss, Song Nanyin nodded and ended the video call. Glancing at the caller ID, Liu Zhaoran walked to a quieter spot in the airport and answered.

"Liu, it's me. How... how have you been lately?" On the other end of the line, the man spoke in Mandarin that wasn't quite fluent. His tone was hesitant, carrying a hint of joy and excitement.

"Busy with work, and gradually getting used to the pace back home. What about you? What made you suddenly think to call me?" Liu Zhaoran chuckled softly, her tone and manner like greeting an old friend not seen in ages. Hearing how natural her voice sounded, the man felt a little let down.

"It seems you've been doing well since returning home, but... I've actually been thinking about you all along. Liu, the reason I'm calling this time is to say that I'm planning a trip to Jiahai City soon, and perhaps there will be some cooperation with your company."

"Oh? Our company can actually get tied up in cooperation with the Dis Family, one of the global top ten?" There was a hint of skepticism in Liu Zhaoran's voice. The man knew his smooth talk couldn't fool her. He laughed softly, his tone rather helpless.

"Liu, you know, the reason I'm going back this time has something to do with you too. I'll call you again when the time comes."

Liu Zhaoran hung up, her pace undisturbed by this sudden contact. She let out a dismissive little laugh and tossed her phone back into her bag.

The flight didn't keep getting delayed as expected. Instead, boarding was completed thirty minutes later. When Liu Zhaoran's message arrived, Song Nanyin had just gotten off work and drove her own car to the airport to pick her up.

Ding. "My Little Cutie: I'm standing at the exit." Song Nanyin looked down at her phone for a bit, and before long, the familiar figure walked out from inside. Having not seen her for a full half month, Song Nanyin felt Liu Zhaoran seemed to have lost a little weight, but her spirits were still pretty good.

She wore a simple white hoodie and casual pants, and on her feet were the pure white sneakers the two of them had bought together before. On ordinary days, Song Nanyin was used to seeing Liu Zhaoran in formal wear, so every time she dressed a bit more casually, Song Nanyin got a special feeling.

What kind of special? Just especially good-looking.

Though saying that sounded a bit cheesy, no joke, in a crowd Liu Zhaoran was the kind of person whose beauty was so conspicuous that you could catch her at a single glance.

A short parting beats a honeymoon. The phrase popped into her head, and Song Nanyin wished she could punch herself. Wake up, Song Nanyin. Your secret crush failed, and your veiled confession was rejected.

You and that wretch Liu Zhaoran are at most fuck buddies. What "honeymoon"? A ghost marriage would be more like it...

"Team Leader Song, why are you here?" The colleagues who had traveled with her were all taken aback to see Song Nanyin. After all, there had long been rumors in the company that Liu Zhaoran and Song Nanyin didn't get along. Even though their relationship had changed quite a bit recently, in everyone's impression, the discord between them was deeply ingrained.

"Nothing much. I just had some work to hand over, and I happened to be passing by, so I came to pick up Director Liu." For someone unskilled at lying, even the occasional lie came out full of holes.

What kind of errand would take you past the airport on the way? Of course, no one called out Song Nanyin's clumsy lie. The two said goodbye to their colleagues and left together.

To let Liu Zhaoran rest, Song Nanyin drove on the way back as well. At 8 PM, past the evening rush, the roads were clear. Snow from days earlier lined both sides of the road. Driving slowly on such a night had a special quality of its own.

"Team Leader Song, we haven't seen each other in so long. Why aren't you the least bit enthusiastic to see me?" Seeing that Song Nanyin was focused on driving, Liu Zhaoran asked with a wronged pout. Song Nanyin stole a glance at her and handed her the water she had prepared in the car.

"It's only been half a month. You make it sound like years. Besides, you're nobody to me. Why should I be enthusiastic?" Song Nanyin muttered under her breath. She didn't dare let Liu Zhaoran hear the second half.

"But to me, not seeing Team Leader Song for half a month is as long as fifteen years. Look, have I grown any wrinkles?" Liu Zhaoran suddenly leaned in, bringing her eyes right next to Song Nanyin's cheek.

Hit by the sudden beauty attack, Song Nanyin's heart skipped a beat. She hurriedly leaned back, afraid her heartbeat might be heard, and pushed Liu Zhaoran's face away with her hand.

"Alright, you. Stop messing around. I'm driving." At times like this, Song Nanyin coaxed Liu Zhaoran like a child, and it worked quite well. Hearing her say that, Liu Zhaoran gave an "oh," looked down at her phone, and indeed stopped messing around.

After getting home, the two ate something simple. More than a full meal, what Liu Zhaoran needed was a good long sleep, to sleep off the exhaustion of those days of working around the clock.

The cold, quiet house grew lively again with its owner's return. Even though Liu Zhaoran wasn't a noisy person, she was back, and the slippers that belonged to her in this house were on her feet as she padded around.

Just watching her made Song Nanyin happy.

"Black-Hearted Lotus, you mmph..." Song Nanyin followed Liu Zhaoran into the bedroom. The moment the door closed, she was shoved hard against it, and what followed was Liu Zhaoran's somewhat urgent kiss.

The longing that had accumulated seemed to pour out in this kiss. Even if their mouths refused to admit it, they had truly been apart for fifteen days. They wanted to kiss, wanted to hold each other. Even if not in the name of lovers, this kiss was enough to make the soul reel.

Song Nanyin stroked Liu Zhaoran's waist, pulling her into her embrace as close as possible, their bodies rubbing softly as they pressed together.

The press of woman against woman was intimate and perfectly matched. They had the same curves, the same softness. Their chests pressed and squeezed together, and their lower bodies touched as well. Feeling Song Nanyin gently twist her hips and grind against her, the soft place of her body pressed against Liu Zhaoran's pubic bone, Liu Zhaoran loved this sensation.

"Team Leader Song, let me take a shower first." After the kiss, Liu Zhaoran panted softly, having rarely felt such enthusiasm from Song Nanyin. Hearing this, Song Nanyin realized she had been a bit too "eager." She took a few awkward steps back, her ears flushing red to the roots.

"I... I'm not stopping you. You go first. I'll shower downstairs." Both of them knew without words what was coming next. After all, only a few days ago, they had done that very thing with such hunger. Before desire, there was no need to beat around the bush.

Half a month, huh. That really was a long time to hold back.

Song Nanyin took her bathrobe and went to the bathroom downstairs to wash. She even deliberately added a few drops of essential oil so she would smell fragrant all over. When she finished and went back up, she found Liu Zhaoran still hadn't come out, so she simply sat on the bed drying her hair and waiting.

Liu Zhaoran's phone, placed to one side, lit up. Song Nanyin had no habit of prying into others' privacy, nor would she casually flip through Liu Zhaoran's phone.

But with that one fleeting glance, she immediately saw herself on the lock screen. As for the photo, it happened to be the one she had posted to her social feed, visible only to Liu Zhaoran.

Oh ho, so this Black-Hearted Lotus Liu Zhaoran secretly saved my photo and even set it as her lock screen, did she? Clearly she had looked at it plenty these past few days.

Song Nanyin grumbled to herself, but her heart was blooming with joy, the corners of her mouth nearly curling up to her ears. When Liu Zhaoran came out, what she saw was Song Nanyin sitting on the bed with her legs crossed, smiling at her like a cat that had gotten into the cream.

"What is it, Team Leader Song? Are you this happy because you're thinking about what we're about to do?" Liu Zhaoran asked with a smile. This time, Song Nanyin didn't act shy. Instead, she crooked a finger at Liu Zhaoran and pulled her onto her lap.

"I found your criminal evidence. Someone here secretly saved my photo as her lock screen." Song Nanyin beamed, thinking Liu Zhaoran was quite the secret tease after all. She kept saying she didn't like her, so why use her photo as the lock screen?

"Then I'll confess and ask for leniency. Can Team Leader Song let me off the hook? I just thought this photo of Team Leader Song was really pretty, so I couldn't resist saving it."

Liu Zhaoran was unbelievably obedient today. Song Nanyin tilted her head up and studied her carefully. She wrapped her arms around Liu Zhaoran's slender waist, drew her into her embrace, and then, with a turn, pressed her down onto the bed.

"No way. The Black-Hearted Lotus must be punished." Song Nanyin lowered her head and bit her, biting the sensitive places, biting where Liu Zhaoran could hardly bear it. Liu Zhaoran panted softly, tilted her head back and held Song Nanyin's head, and lifted her leg to hook around Song Nanyin's buttock, pressing her down.

"Alright, then will Little Lion punish me hard? Use them all up." Liu Zhaoran reached out and pulled several finger cots and condoms from under the pillow. Song Nanyin's face grew hot, but she said nothing. She reached out and took them all.

A short parting beats a honeymoon. It seemed that saying wasn't entirely wrong after all.

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