Obsessive Young Master Wei: My Beloved Loses Control Every Night

At 5 p.m., in a private room at their favorite private restaurant in the city center.

When Bian Zhizhi arrived, Su Wan was already sitting there with her arms crossed, her face unfriendly, her eyes scanning her like knives, especially when she saw the hickeys on her neck that weren't completely covered, her eyes were so cold they could freeze someone to death.

"Sit down." Su Wan raised her chin, her tone eerily calm.

Bian Zhizhi reluctantly sat down opposite her, placing her hands on her knees like a primary school student, waiting to be scolded.

"Tell me," Su Wan leaned back, arms crossed. "When did it start? How far has it progressed? Tell me everything, tell the truth."

Bian Zhizhi knew she couldn't avoid it, so she took a deep breath and began her story from the farm incident where Wei Zixian risked his life to save her, to the truth behind the Xingyao Capital incident, to the amusement park date, to last night...

She omitted some details, but Su Wan was so clever that she had already guessed most of it from Su Wan's evasive eyes and blushing cheeks.

After Bian Zhizhi finished speaking, the private room fell silent.

Su Wan stared at her for a long time, so long that Bian Zhizhi felt uneasy, before finally letting out a long sigh.

"Zhizhi," she began, her tone complicated, "I'm not against you being with him. I'm just... worried about you."

"I know." Bian Zhizhi's eyes welled up with tears. "Wanwan, I'm sorry for keeping this from you for so long."

I just... don't know how to tell you.

I'm afraid you'll be angry, afraid you'll be disappointed, and also afraid that I haven't thought things through myself yet.

"Have you thought it through now?" Su Wan asked.

"Are you really sure you can accept all of his past, including his paranoia and controlling nature? Are you really sure this time it won't be a repeat of the same mistakes?"

Bian Zhizhi was silent for a moment, then nodded firmly.

"I've thought it through." She looked into her friend's eyes and said, word by word, "He's changed a lot, and so have I. We're not the same people we were three years ago."

Now, he knows how to respect, how to restrain himself, and... how to love me. And I am no longer the Bian Zhizhi who only knew how to run away.

"I love him, Wanwan." She finally said these words, feeling as if a huge weight had been lifted from her heart. "Perhaps this love has always existed, but it has been covered up by fear and hurt."

But now, I see his true heart, and I also see my own heart clearly.

Su Wan looked at the unprecedented determination in her eyes and knew she was serious.

As a friend, she can offer reminders and express concern, but she cannot make decisions for her.

Ultimately, she has to walk her own path.

"Alright." Su Wan sighed again, this time her tone much more relaxed. "Since you've made up your mind, I won't say any more. But—"

She changed the subject abruptly, gritting her teeth, "If that bastard dares to bully you again and make you shed a single tear, I, Su Wan, will be the first to not let him off the hook!"

"I don't care who he is, he's some kind of young master from the Wei family. I'll make him regret it!"

Bian Zhizhi chuckled, then got up, walked around the table, and hugged Su Wan tightly.

"Thank you, Wanwan. Thank you for always being there for me and protecting me."

Su Wan hugged her back and gently patted her back: "Silly girl, why are you being so polite with me? As long as you're happy, that's all that matters."

The two hugged for a while and then separated with smiles.

Su Wan said fiercely, "This meal is on you! The most expensive dishes! I'm going to bankrupt you!"

"Okay, order whatever you like."

During dinner, Su Wan couldn't help but ask about the details of last night: "How exactly did you get tricked by that vixen last night?"

Bian Zhizhi stammered and, when pressed for answers, finally managed to say a few simple words.

"So he said he kissed you when he was drunk?!" Su Wan was furious. "That scheming bastard! I knew it!"

"It wasn't all a lie..." Bian Zhizhi argued softly, "I...was willing myself."

Su Wan rolled her eyes: "Oh no, you're completely under my thumb, Bian Zhizhi. When I opened the door last night and saw you..."

Was the store open last night?

The two looked at each other, both stunned. Su Wan gritted her teeth and said angrily, "I meant open my door."

That vixen is quite the actress; I'll deal with her when we meet.

After the meal, the two said goodbye at the restaurant entrance.

Before leaving, Su Wan took Bian Zhizhi's hand again and asked earnestly, "What are you planning to do about Changxi Pavilion?"

"Xiting is a good person," Bian Zhizhi said frankly. "I only feel gratitude and appreciation for him as a friend. I will find an opportunity to formally clarify this matter with him."

"Yes, Zhizhi, remember this too: no matter what happens, I will always be behind you."

"Yes!" Bian Zhizhi nodded vigorously.

Watching Su drive away in the evening, Bian Zhizhi stood in the sunlight and felt completely relaxed.

She took out her phone and sent a message to Wei Zixian: "Wanwan's all taken care of here."

Wei Zixian replied almost instantly.

"Okay, sister, I miss you ₍˄·͈༝·͈˄*₎◞ ̑̑"

Bian Zhizhi looked at the screen, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously turned up.

She replied:

"Me too."

4:30 PM.

In the Little Tree Hole Studio, the children have been picked up by their parents one after another, leaving only a few teachers tidying up the teaching materials.

Bian Zhizhi sat in her office, staring blankly at the calendar on her computer screen.

Two full weeks have passed since that night of celebration.

Over the past two weeks, her relationship with Wei Zixian has become even more delicate, to the point that it defies description.

Closer than friends, closer than lovers... it seems like a formal confirmation is still missing.

They meet almost every day.

Sometimes Wei Zixian would pick her up from get off work and take her to a newly discovered restaurant.

Sometimes, when she was working overtime, he would suddenly appear with a late-night snack and stay with her in the studio until late at night.

Sometimes they do nothing but walk side by side until they reach the parking lot, at which point Wei Zixian will offer to take her home.

He took her hand, hugged her, and kissed her.

Everything happened naturally, as naturally as breathing.

But ironically, no one said, "Let's be together."

But Bian Zhizhi knew that Wei Zixian was waiting.

He was waiting for a confession that would be worthy of all the waiting and changes he had undergone over the past three years.

He is someone who values ​​rituals so much.

He has learned restraint and respect, but his deep-seated obsession with "formal confirmation" has never changed.

Bian Zhizhi knows everything.

So one Friday night, as she was leaning against the headboard scrolling through her phone, she stumbled upon an inspirational article titled "The person who truly loves you will give you enough sense of ritual," and a slight tremor suddenly rose in a corner of her heart.

She turned her head and looked at the moon bracelet on the bedside table.

Moonlight streamed in through the gaps in the curtains, falling on the small moon pendant and reflecting a gentle glow.

Wei Zixian did so much for her.

A life-saving rescue on a stormy night, secretly resolving the crisis at Xingyao Capital, clumsily trying to win a prize at the amusement park, and cautiously asking for a kiss after getting "drunk" at the celebration banquet...

And there's the gentle, constant flow of love every day.

He walked towards her step by step, taking ninety-nine steps in total.

So, shouldn't she be the one to take the final step?

Bian Zhizhi turned off her phone, lay flat, and stared at the ceiling.

Once she decides to do something, Bian Zhizhi never procrastinates.