Obsessive Young Master Wei: My Beloved Loses Control Every Night

When Wei Zixian rushed to the stone platform and saw Bian Zhizhi curled up there, his heart almost stopped beating.

She was soaked to the bone, her clothes clinging to her body, as thin as paper.

His face and arms were covered in abrasions and bloodstains, and his left ankle was swollen badly.

She hugged her knees, shivering, her lips turning purple from the cold.

Temperatures in the mountains can drop to just over ten degrees Celsius during heavy rainstorms.

She was only wearing a short-sleeved shirt and had been standing in the rain for almost four hours...

Wei Zixian took off his windbreaker, wrapped it around her, and hugged her tightly.

"Zhizhi, wake up, look at me." His voice trembled. "I'm here, don't be afraid."

Bian Zhizhi finally saw his face clearly.

Rainwater streamed down his angular jawline, his hair was soaked and clung to his forehead, and his eyes held a panic she had never seen before.

"Wei... Zixian?" She couldn't believe it.

"It's me." Wei Zixian pressed his cheek against her forehead; it was frighteningly hot. "You have a fever. Hang in there, I'll take you out."

He tried to pick her up, but Bian Zhizhi gasped in pain, "My ankle... I twisted my ankle..."

Wei Zixian immediately examined her ankle, which was swollen like a steamed bun.

He gritted his teeth, took out the restraint straps from the rescue kit, and carefully secured her in place.

"Bear with it," he said, picking her up in his arms.

Bian Zhizhi leaned against him, able to feel his rapid heartbeat and the warmth of his body emanating through his soaked shirt.

"The helicopter...is up there, right?" she asked weakly.

"Yes, let's go up." Wei Zixian looked up at the sky. The helicopter was still circling, but the wind was too strong and the rope ladder was swaying violently, making it almost impossible to climb up with one person.

To make matters worse, he heard a rumbling sound in the distance; a flash flood was coming.

"There's no time to go up." Wei Zixian made a quick decision, grabbed Bian Zhizhi, jumped off the stone platform, and ran towards the higher hillside.

"Put me down...walk by yourself..." Bian Zhizhi struggled.

"Shut up." Wei Zixian hugged her tightly. "If we're going to die, we'll die together."

These words are like a hammer, striking the heart of a branch.

She stopped talking and simply buried her face in his chest.

His heartbeat was so strong, so real.

Wei Zixian found a hollow under a rock wall that could barely keep out the rain.

He put Bian Zhizhi down and let her sit against the rock, while he stood outside to shield her from the wind and rain with his body.

"The rescue team is on their way," he shouted into his headset. "We're safe for now. Coordinates have been sent."

Flash floods may have passed through the valley below. Do not attempt to land there rashly. Wait until the rain subsides before sending a rescue team to the ground.

"Received, Mr. Wei. We have notified the ground rescue team, and they are on their way, but the heavy rain has caused multiple road collapses, so it may take some time."

"understood."

After cutting off the communication, Wei Zixian turned to look at Bian Zhizhi.

She was huddled inside her windbreaker, still shivering, her eyes somewhat unfocused.

"Zhizhi, look at me, don't sleep." He cupped her face in his hands. "Talk to me, say anything."

Bian Zhizhi strained to focus her gaze: "How...how did you know...?"

"Chang Xiting called me," Wei Zixian said in a hoarse voice. "He said you were missing, and the farm was organizing a search and rescue operation, but the rain was too heavy, and progress was slow. I called in a helicopter."

"Why..." Her voice was as soft as a sigh, "Wasn't this... the end for us?"

Wei Zixian's body stiffened for a moment.

Then he laughed, a bitter laugh: "Yes, it's over. You're right, it should have ended between us a long time ago."

He looked at her, his eyes as deep as the night sky: "But I still came. Because I couldn't bear to watch you get hurt, even if you hate me, are afraid of me, and never want to see me again."

Bian Zhizhi's tears welled up and streamed down her face, mingling with the rain.

"I'm sorry..." Wei Zixian suddenly lowered his head, his forehead resting on her shoulder, his voice choked with emotion.

"I'm sorry about what happened three years ago. I drove you away. It's all my fault for scaring you and making you suffer so much... It's all my fault."

He looked up, his eyes red: "I know an apology is useless, and I know you don't need it. But I still want to say... I'm sorry, Zhizhi. I'm sorry."

Bian Zhizhi had never seen Wei Zixian like this before.

That arrogant man was now crying like a child who had done something wrong in front of her.

"I've changed a lot," he continued, rambling incoherently.

"I really tried to change. I stopped stalking you, stopped bothering you, and I learned to respect your boundaries... but I still messed it up."

Did I scare you again on the overpass that day? I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, I just... I was so jealous when I saw you with Chang Xiting...

He covered his face, his shoulders trembling: "I know I have no right to be jealous. You made the right choice in choosing him. He's better than me, more normal than me, and knows how to love you better than I do... but I still... I still can't control myself..."

Bian Zhizhi reached out and gently touched his arm.

Wei Zixian was startled and raised his head.

"Don't say anymore," Bian Zhizhi said hoarsely. "It's all in the past."

"I can't get over it." Wei Zixian shook his head. "For me, I can never get over it. You are the only person I have ever loved in my life, and also the person I have hurt the most. Zhizhi, sister, I don't ask for your forgiveness, I only ask that you... be well."

He took her hand; her hand was icy cold.

Wei Zixian immediately cupped her hands in his palms, breathed warm air on them, and rubbed them vigorously: "Are you cold? Hang in there a little longer, the rescue team will be here soon."

As Bian Zhizhi looked at his profile, something inside her cracked.

A deep, undeniable crack.

Three years ago at the Wei family home, three years later on the elevated highway, the walls of fear and anger that had been built up in their hearts were smashed open by this man in the most tragic way on this stormy mountain night.

He risked his life to save her.

He slid down the helicopter without hesitation as it violently lurched.

He shielded her when a flash flood was imminent.

He said, "If we're going to die, we'll die together."

He said, "I'm sorry."

He said, "I only ask that you live well."

Bian Zhizhi couldn't tell what emotion was welling up in her heart at that moment.

All she knew was that her heart could no longer grow cold.

"Wei Zixian," she whispered his name.

"Hmm?" He looked up.

"If...we really die here today, will you regret it?"

Wei Zixian paused for a moment, then laughed: "Regret what? Regret coming to save you? No, never."

He looked at her with eyes so tender they seemed to melt.

"Zhizhi, the thing I regret most in my life is loving you the wrong way three years ago and driving you away. Apart from that, I don't regret anything about you."

"Including now?"

"Including now." He squeezed her hand. "Being able to be by your side, to protect you, even if it's just this once, I feel... it's all worth it."

Bian Zhizhi's tears fell again.