Obsessive Young Master Wei: My Beloved Loses Control Every Night

For the first time ever, Wei Zixian took the initiative to speak.

Why are you making that face?

Wei Zixian hesitated for a long time before saying this, and then felt it was not quite appropriate to add a sentence.

"Don't you want to see me?"

Bian Zhizhi looked up abruptly, almost unable to believe her ears!

Wei Zixian!

He actually spoke up on his own initiative!

Bian Zhizhi felt as if she had been hit, experiencing both surprise and bittersweetness.

She stared at him blankly, momentarily forgetting to react.

Wei Zixian seemed somewhat at a loss for words due to her reaction, and he lowered his eyes.

How could she not want to see him?

He was the sole reason she stayed here, her hope for escaping her predicament, and more than that... after spending these days together, he was someone she couldn't help but feel pity for.

She was facing this "sugar daddy" who would determine her future.

Bian Zhizhi knew she couldn't directly express the pressure, but perhaps she could take this opportunity to test the waters.

She mustered her courage and decided to take a chance, tentatively asking.

"No, young master! How could I not want to see you! I was just thinking..."

After stammering for a long time, Bian Zhizhi finally managed to get it out.

"Young Master, is there anything you particularly like or want?"

After asking the question, she felt it was too abrupt and quickly tried to smooth things over.

"Please don't misunderstand, I just feel that you've made great progress recently and things are going very well, so... I was wondering if I could give you a suitable reward."

Once the words were out, even I felt that the reason was so weak and unconvincing.

Why would a young master from a wealthy family, who lacks nothing materially, covet any "reward" she could offer?

Wei Zixian did not answer immediately. He just looked at her quietly, his light-colored eyes as if covered by a thin mist, making it impossible to see his emotions.

He frowned slightly, looking as if he was thinking very seriously about this question, which might be quite abstract to him.

Bian Zhizhi's heart leaped into her throat as she waited anxiously.

Could it be... that there's a chance?

After a long time, so long that Bian Zhizhi was almost about to give up and prepare to use another topic to brush it off, Wei Zixian finally spoke again.

He didn't answer the question about "rewards," but went straight to the core issue.

"You've been very unhappy lately. Is it because of that 'family dinner'?"

Bian Zhizhi was startled. How did he know?

Did they overhear her sporadic conversations with Butler Li or Wei Yanqiu?

Or is it merely based on extraordinary intuition?

Wei Zixian didn't look at her, but instead turned his gaze to the bright sunlight outside the window and continued speaking.

"Butler Li and my sister were talking. I heard them. They said I... needed to show up."

Bian Zhizhi felt a pang of anxiety, but seeing Wei Zixian's innocent expression, she relaxed a little.

So he already knew!

He wasn't entirely uninvolved; the pressure from his family was also transmitted to him in some way.

She looked at Wei Zixian, who was still turning his face to the side, his expression unreadable, but his taut jawline betrayed his tension.

She suddenly realized that he had sensed all her anxiety during this time, and might even be suffering considerable confusion because of it.

She could no longer test the waters indirectly.

For this young master, deception and concealment are a desecration, and more likely to ruin everything.

She walked over and sat down on the low stool in front of him, trying to make her eyes level with his, and spoke in an extremely sincere tone.

"Young Master, I'm sorry that you noticed my troubles."

Yes, Mr. Wei hopes you can make an appearance at the family dinner. It doesn't need to be long, just ten minutes will do. I will stay by your side the whole time, right behind you.

If you feel any discomfort, we'll leave immediately and won't linger. Would you... like to give it a try?

She laid out the choice clearly in front of him, while also taking the pressure upon herself.

After a long while, just as Bian Zhizhi's heart sank little by little, thinking that he would refuse or simply stop responding, he asked in a low voice.

"Just ten minutes?" he confirmed.

"Yes! Ten minutes, not a second more!" Bian Zhizhi responded immediately, her tone firm.

"Can you stay next to me the whole time? On my right?" he asked again, his attention to detail was spot on.

"I promise! It will be on your right the whole time, within easy reach of you!"

Bian Zhizhi nodded vigorously, her heart pounding.

Wei Zixian's gaze lingered on her face for a moment before shifting away, and he spoke softly.

"Anything is fine?"

Bian Zhizhi didn't react for a moment, or rather, she didn't dare to think in that direction: "...Anything is fine?"

"If I do it," Wei Zixian's voice lowered even further.

"My 'reward,' can be anything?"

She tried to make her smile look natural.

"Yes, as long as it's within my reasonable capabilities, I'll do it. Does Young Master have any thoughts on this?"

She guessed that he might want a rare, out-of-print picture book, or some kind of rare bird feather specimen.

Wei Zixian remained silent for a moment, seemingly weighing his options, before finally nodding: "Okay. I'm willing."

These four simple words sounded like heavenly music to Bian Zhizhi's ears!

Bian Zhizhi was almost moved to tears!

He agreed!

The young master actually agreed!

This is an incredible breakthrough!

"But," Wei Zixian added, turning his gaze back to her.

"I'll tell you what the reward is after the banquet. And... you have to give it to me willingly."

Bian Zhizhi was completely overwhelmed by the joy of success, even though she felt that the request to "give it to me" was a bit strange.

But seeing his expression, she didn't think much of it, assuming it was just his personality, that he wasn't used to asking for things, or some kind of little ritual she hadn't yet understood.

She readily agreed, "Okay, it's a deal! Let's pinky swear!"

Wei Zixian looked at her outstretched finger, hesitated for a moment, and then slowly extended his little finger to hook her fingertip.

In the days that followed, all of Bian Zhizhi's healing activities revolved around the core goal of the family dinner, making them more targeted.

She was no longer confined to the activity room, but began to carefully expand the boundaries of the "safe zone".

"Young master, the sun is shining brightly today. Shall we stand at the entrance of the activity room for a while?"

Just stand there for a minute, feel the air and light in the corridor, and don't go outside.

Bian Zhizhi pushed open the door to the activity room, letting in the light and sense of space. She looked encouragingly at Wei Zixian, who was sitting on the sofa.

Wei Zixian closed the bird encyclopedia on his lap, looked at the empty corridor outside the door, hesitated for a long time, and then slowly stood up.

It moved step by step to the doorway, finally stopping inside the threshold, its toes pressed against the threshold line, refusing to take another step.

His hands, hanging at his sides, unconsciously clenched into fists.

Bian Zhizhi didn't urge him, but simply stayed with him, standing slightly in front of him, and softly described the contents of the paintings on the corridor wall.

He tried to distract himself with familiar things.

"Young master, look at that painting. Isn't it the same blue-crowned jay we saw in the picture book last time?"

Initially, Wei Zixian could only stand at the door for about a minute before his breathing became noticeably rapid.