Obsessive Young Master Wei: My Beloved Loses Control Every Night

The weather in the mountains can change in an instant.

Bian Zhizhi took off her coat and covered her head with it, then climbed up, one step at a time, with uneven steps.

The rain was getting heavier, visibility began to blur, and the mud underfoot became slippery and difficult to walk on.

She finally climbed to the top of the slope, only to find that the direction of the farm was no longer visible in the rain.

"Xiting! Little deer!" she shouted.

The only response she received was the sound of pouring rain.

The rain was too heavy; the sound couldn't carry.

Bian Zhizhi wiped the rain off her face and walked toward the farm buildings based on her memory.

After walking for a few minutes, she realized she seemed to be lost. The rain obscured all landmarks, and she couldn't tell which way to go.

To make matters worse, she felt the ground beneath her feet tremble slightly.

It wasn't an earthquake, it was... a water flow?

She suddenly remembered what Boss Chen had said during his introduction that morning: there was a mountain stream behind the farm. Initially, they wanted to combine it with the slope to achieve natural irrigation, but the water volume was usually very small, and it might flood during heavy rains, which could spoil the fruits and vegetables and render the farm useless.

But now...

No way...

Bian Zhizhi's heart sank, and she quickened her pace.

But just then, her foot slipped, and she tumbled down a steep slope!

"ah--"

The world spun around.

She instinctively covered her head, her body tumbling down the muddy slope before finally crashing heavily into a tree and coming to a stop.

pain.

My whole body hurts.

Bian Zhizhi huddled under the tree, panting heavily.

Rainwater got into her eyes, nose, and mouth, and she coughed.

After a long while, she managed to sit up and check her injuries.

My right arm was badly scraped, and blood mixed with mud and water was flowing down.

I'm experiencing a sharp pain in my left ankle; I think I've sprained it.

There were also scratches on my face, and they stung.

But what alarmed her most was that she had no idea where she was.

The surrounding area is dense forest, with visibility of less than ten meters.

The sound of rain drowned out everything; she couldn't even hear the farm's loudspeaker.

Cell phone...yes, cell phone!

She hurriedly reached into her pocket, but her heart sank – her phone wasn't there.

It probably fell out when it rolled down.

"Is anyone there?!" she shouted with all her might, "Help—!"

The sound was completely swallowed up by the rain.

Bian Zhizhi leaned against the tree trunk, rainwater streaming down her hair.

The temperature dropped sharply when it rained in the mountains. She was only wearing a short-sleeved T-shirt and sweatpants, and her teeth were chattering from the cold.

Chang Xiting will definitely look for her once he realizes she hasn't gone back.

The farm will also organize search and rescue operations.

All she needs to do is persevere and wait.

Time passed second by second.

The rain showed no signs of letting up; on the contrary, it poured down harder and harder.

Bian Zhizhi heard a rumbling sound coming from afar, like... a flash flood?

She recalled seeing news reports that heavy rain in mountainous areas could easily trigger flash floods and mudslides.

Fear, like a cold snake, coiled around her heart.

She can't just sit here and wait to die.

Despite the excruciating pain in her ankle, Bian Zhizhi stood up, leaning against the tree trunk.

She had to find a relatively safe place, at least one where she wouldn't be swept away by a possible flash flood.

Looking around, she noticed a slightly elevated stone platform not far away with several large rocks on it, where she might be able to take refuge temporarily.

She moved over step by step, each step causing her to break out in a cold sweat from the pain.

It took her almost ten minutes to walk a distance of just over ten meters.

Finally climbing onto the stone platform, she slumped down behind the stone, curling up in a ball to try and conserve her body heat.

It's still raining.

The sky grew darker and darker.

cold.

So cold.

Bian Zhizhi hugged her knees, her body trembling uncontrollably.

She thought of the children on the bus; they should have returned safely by now.

Duoduo will be very happy to receive the little rabbit.

I remember the little tree hole's studio, the beige signboard, and the children's laughter.

Thinking of Su Wan, thinking of my mother and father, thinking of Chang Xiting...

I also thought of... Wei Zixian.

That obsessive, insane man who terrified her yet... she could never completely forget.

If she died here today, would he know?

What will happen if we find out?

Bian Zhizhi closed her eyes, tears mingling with the rain as they streamed down her face.

She doesn't want to die.

She still has so much to do and so many people she wants to protect.

"Help..." she murmured, her voice so weak it sounded like a sigh.

Consciousness began to fade.

The cold and pain were draining her last bit of strength.

Just when she was about to give up, she seemed to hear a sound.

It wasn't the sound of rain.

Is it... a propeller?

She struggled to lift her head and, through the rain, could vaguely see twinkling lights in the sky.

Is it a hallucination?

The light was getting closer and closer, and the sound was becoming clearer and clearer. It was definitely a helicopter!

"Here... I'm here!" Bian Zhizhi waved and shouted with her last bit of strength.

The helicopter hovered overhead, its searchlight beams sweeping across the trees.

She saw the hatch open, someone lower a rope ladder, and then a figure quickly slid down the rope ladder!

The rain was too heavy, and she couldn't see the person's face clearly.

The helicopter bounced violently in the torrential rain, like a leaf falling in a gale.

He was in a meeting when Chang Xiting called.

Upon hearing the news that "Bian Zhizhi has gone missing at the farm, and there is a possibility of flash floods due to heavy rain," he immediately hung up the phone and rushed out of the meeting room.

They used all their connections to get this rescue helicopter.

The beams of searchlights swept through the rain.

The mountains and forests looked grotesque in the torrential rain, with trees swaying wildly as if they could be uprooted at any moment.

"Found it! At ten o'clock, on the stone platform!" the co-pilot shouted.

Wei Zixian looked in the direction indicated and saw a small figure huddled on a rock in the rain, almost blending into the background.

So small, so helpless.

His heart felt like it was being squeezed tightly, the pain making it hard to breathe.

"Prepare to rappel down!" he commanded.

"Mr. Wei, this is too dangerous! The wind speed is now over level eight, and the terrain below is complicated..."

"I said, get ready to rappel down." Wei Zixian turned his head, his eyes filled with an almost frantic determination. "Either you help me, or I'll jump down myself."

The pilot was intimidated by the fierce look in his eyes, but finally gritted his teeth and said, "Okay...you must hold on tight to the rope ladder! We'll try to maintain a stable altitude!"

The hatch opened, and a torrential downpour poured in.

Wei Zixian grabbed the rope ladder and slid down without hesitation.

A height of over ten meters is nothing unusual under normal circumstances.

But in such a storm, every jolt could be fatal.

The rope ladder swayed in the air like a swing, and Wei Zixian held on tightly with all his might.

The rain stung his eyes, but he kept his eyes fixed on the figure below that was getting closer and closer.

Nearly.

closer.

When he was about three meters from the ground, he let go and jumped.

He landed unsteadily and rolled around in the mud, but immediately got up and rushed toward the stone platform.

"Zhizhi!"

Bian Zhizhi was already in a semi-comatose state.

She heard someone calling her name; the voice was so familiar, yet so distant.

She struggled to open her eyes, and through her blurry vision, she saw a tall figure running towards her.

His silhouette gradually became clear through the rain.

It's really him.