Obsessive Young Master Wei: My Beloved Loses Control Every Night

The pen in her hand froze in mid-air, and her heart felt as if it had been gently tugged by something, causing a strange sense of panic to rise within her.

How would he answer?

Do you find her annoying?

Do you think her healing methods are childish and ineffective?

Or... will there be even a tiny bit of positive feedback?

She found herself caring more about Wei Zixian's opinion of her than ever before.

She forced herself to lower her head and continue sketching lines on the paper, but the castle sketch she drew appeared somewhat messy due to her restless state of mind.

The continuous rainy weather of the past few days has finally passed and been replaced by autumn sunshine.

In the garden of the Wei residence, the flowers, plants and trees looked particularly vibrant after the rain, their leaves shining green, and the flowers that bloomed in autumn were vying for attention.

Bian Zhizhi stood by the window of the activity room, looking at the vibrant and beautiful scenery outside.

A bold idea that had been brewing in her mind for several days resurfaced uncontrollably, and was stronger than ever before.

While indoor healing is important, nature itself is the best healer.

Sunlight, fresh air, and the vitality of plants—these have an irreplaceable effect on opening a closed mind, something that medicine and words cannot replace.

Wei Zixian has become able to accept her moderate physical proximity, participate in simple collaborative activities, and even tacitly allow that symbolic collaborative item to enter his private space...

So, the next step, could we try... going out into the world?

This thought made Bian Zhizhi's heart beat faster.

This is undoubtedly a risky move.

The outdoor environment is full of uncertainty, and there may even be gardeners or other servants. For Wei Zixian, who is sensitive to his senses and used to a fixed environment, these could be huge stimuli and challenges.

If not handled properly, it could trigger a strong stress response in him, and could even cause all his previous efforts to be wasted.

But... what if it succeeds?

If he can accept a short stay outdoors, even if it's just sitting at the door, it would be a landmark breakthrough.

This means that his world is no longer confined to these four walls.

Risks and opportunities coexist.

I'm going to try everything, no matter what.

Bian Zhizhi took a deep breath, turned around, and looked at Wei Zixian, who was still deeply engrossed in the sofa, flipping through a picture book about the wonders of the tropical rainforest.

The colorful pictures depict lush vegetation and bizarre creatures, creating a stark contrast to the activity room he was in.

"Young master, the sun is shining so brightly today, it looks so warm and cozy."

It rained a few days ago, and the begonias in the garden seem to be blooming especially profusely, with beautiful colors.

Wei Zixian looked up from the pictures of rainforest plants and followed Bian Zhizhi's gaze to look out the window.

The sunlight was a bit too bright, so he squinted slightly.

Outside the window was the familiar scene of the Wei Family Garden, exquisite but nothing new.

Bian Zhizhi's heart pounded in her chest; she knew she had to keep going and couldn't back down.

She gave a wistful smile and revealed the plan that had been swirling in her mind for days:

"I... seeing how bright the light is outside, I suddenly felt like going to the garden to sketch and paint those begonias that are in full bloom."

Natural light from outside... is better for observing changes in color and light than indoor lighting.

She paused for a moment, observing his reaction.

He continued to look out the window, without saying anything.

This gave her a little bit of courage.

But the real challenge lies in the next sentence.

Bian Zhizhi secretly clenched her hands hanging at her sides, her nails lightly digging into her palms, and with the most nonchalant tone possible, she extended that earth-shattering invitation:

"Young Master...would you like to come along?"

Asking that question took almost all of her strength.

She stared intently at his profile, not missing a single subtle change in his expression.

As expected, Wei Zixian tensed up.

His gaze as he looked out the window seemed to be focused on a certain point, or perhaps it pierced through the glass and saw into a much farther distance.

Bian Zhizhi's heart was in her throat; she could almost hear her own heart pounding.

She quickly added, speaking a little faster, as if trying to reduce the "threatening" nature of the request before he could refuse.

"Why don't you sit on the steps under the porch, or... on that white bench under the shade of the tree next door? It's quiet there, and the view is good. No one should bother you."

She paused for a moment, then offered what might be the most comforting option for him.

"Young master, you can... bring your books. Just like in your room, only in a different place to read."

The activity room fell into a deathly silence.

Even the occasional birdsong coming from outside the window seemed to have disappeared.

Wei Zixian finally turned his gaze away from the window, turned his head, and looked at Bian Zhizhi's face.

His light brown eyes, which always seemed somewhat vacant, now reflected her figure, filled with nervousness and anticipation.

He just looked at her without saying a word.

Time seemed to stretch out, each second feeling like an eternity.

Under his gaze, Bian Zhizhi could barely breathe.

For him, the outside world meant something uncontrollable.

This means breaking down the security barriers upon which he depends for survival.

It's so hard.

She was too impatient.

She shouldn't have been so reckless.

She should wait until her foundation is more solid...

Just as Bian Zhizhi's lips twitched slightly, almost giving up waiting and preparing to find an excuse, she realized she was about to give up.

For example, you could say something like, "I'll go check the lighting myself first" or "You can continue reading, I'll be right back," to smooth things over and give yourself and the other person a way out.

Wei Zixian nodded.

Bian Zhizhi was completely stunned, her eyes widening slightly, as if she couldn't believe what she was seeing.

The young master agreed!

The young master actually... agreed!

Am I dreaming?!

"……good."

Bian Zhizhi tried hard to suppress the excitement and trembling in her voice, afraid that any excessive emotion would scare Wei Zixian away.

"Then... shall we go in a bit? I'll get my art supplies and drawing board ready."

Wei Zixian did not nod again, nor did he make any other indication.

He lowered his head again, turning his gaze back to the tropical rainforest atlas on his lap.

However, the tips of his fingers, which were gripping the pages of the book, were slightly white, revealing the unease in his heart.

Outside……

The sunlight... is very bright, it might be dazzling.

The sounds... there will be the sound of wind, birdsong, and perhaps the faint sound of a car in the distance.

The air... will be different from the air in the room.

...but she wanted to go.

She stood there, looking at him with bright eyes, and seemed... really hoping I would come.

...with her.

...You can...give it a try.

This vague and difficult thought managed to gain the upper hand in his chaotic mind.