Obsessive Young Master Wei: My Beloved Loses Control Every Night

Bian Zhizhi took the envelope.

It's very light, but it feels heavy in your hand.

"Thank you... thank you, Mr. Wei." She heard her own voice sound a little unsteady. "And thank you too, Butler Li."

Butler Li nodded slightly, his face still bearing that professional smile.

"Miss Bian, you're too kind. Now, please listen carefully to what I have to say. Mr. Wei hopes that you and the young master can maintain a proper distance."

Bian Zhizhi's face stiffened. Did Wei Yanqiu know something? Did she see everything that happened that night?

Bian Zhizhi's heart was pounding. She looked at Butler Li, whose smile remained unchanged.

Bian Zhizhi couldn't see anything, she couldn't figure it out, so she could only agree.

Butler Li said no more, and with the servants, he left, gently closing the door behind him.

The room returned to silence, but the atmosphere was different.

Those extravagant and ostentatious gifts were piled up in the corner.

She turned her head and looked at Wei Zixian by the window.

He picked up the picture book again at some point, but didn't seem to be looking at it. His gaze drifted to the window, as if the lively "award ceremony" had nothing to do with him.

In the following days, life seemed to return to a superficial calm.

Bian Zhizhi continued her healing work, taking Wei Zixian on a longer and more extensive "walk" in the courtyard to help him further adapt to the external environment.

Wei Zixian cooperated as always, even more "docile" than before.

He almost no longer showed obvious resistance or hesitation to Bian Zhizhi's guidance.

He always followed silently, going wherever she told him to go, stopping whenever she told him to stop, and looking at whatever she told him to look at.

He no longer showed the same extreme anxiety about leaving the activity room as before, nor did he cast overly wary glances at the servants who occasionally brushed past him in the corridor.

The progress was so smooth that Bian Zhizhi sometimes felt it was unreal.

But changes are also happening subtly.

Wei Zixian's gaze towards her seemed to hold something indescribable.

He remained taciturn, but sometimes he would gaze at her quietly for a long time while she was painting or reading, his gaze direct and intense.

What was in that gaze?

Bian Zhizhi couldn't see through it, but she was often flustered and her cheeks burned under its gaze. She had to pretend to clear her throat to break the suffocating stare.

She tried to analyze it with a professional eye.

Is this a sign of deepening dependency?

Is it a "special interest" in specific people, which is common in the autism spectrum?

Or... something else?

She dared not think too deeply about it.

He never mentioned that kiss again, nor did he ask for any form of "reward".

It was as if everything that night was just a dream, and there was no trace of it after I woke up.

This delicate balance of closeness and distance left Bian Zhizhi feeling utterly exhausted.

At the same time, she had to desperately suppress the inappropriate stirrings of emotion that arose in her heart.

She needs space and time to sort out her chaotic thoughts and get away from the atmosphere of this house that belongs to Wei Zixian in order to rediscover her position as a "healer".

She couldn't help but want to give herself some time to process things.

She needed to confirm whether her concern for Wei Zixian stemmed from professional ethics or had been mixed with inappropriate emotions.

She needs to figure out what path to take next.

It just so happens that Wei Yanqiu has recently spoken highly of her, and she has also made a great contribution at the family banquet.

Asking for a few days off to go home, see your parents, and adjust your mindset at this time shouldn't be considered an unreasonable request.

So, one afternoon, after estimating that Wei Yanqiu had already gone home from get off work, Bian Zhizhi informed the housekeeper through Butler Li and met Wei Yanqiu again in the study of the main building.

"President Wei." Bian Zhizhi bowed slightly.

"Sit down." Wei Yanqiu looked up from his documents, gestured to the chair opposite him, and his attitude was more relaxed than usual. "Did you need something?"

"Yes." Bian Zhizhi sat down, carefully considering her words before speaking.

"First of all, thank you again for your previous trust and generous reward. Young Master's progress has been very stable recently, and his outdoor acclimatization training is also going very smoothly."

Wei Yanqiu nodded, waiting for her to continue.

"I feel like I need to adjust my mindset a bit lately, and I also want to go home and visit my parents."

Bian Zhizhi mustered her courage.

"So, I'd like to request a few days off. Is that... convenient?"

Wei Yanqiu sat behind his desk, his gaze lingering on her face for a few seconds.

She naturally learned from Butler Li that something unusual was going on.

Letting Bian Zhizhi leave for a few days to cool off and create some distance might... just meet her expectations.

Distance can create beauty, but it can also lead to clarity.

She nodded almost without hesitation, her tone even somewhat warm.

"Sure. You've definitely been working hard lately, with a lot of pressure before and after the family dinner. Going back to see your parents and relax is the right thing to do. How many days are you planning to go back?"

Bian Zhizhi felt relieved.

"Four...three days will be fine. I will arrange the young master's daily activities and precautions in advance."

"Approved. I'll give you a week." Wei Yanqiu waved his hand generously, showing a rare display of generosity from an employer.

"Just let Butler Li know the exact time and arrange the handover. I'll have Butler Li keep an eye on Zixian."

"A week? Thank you, Mr. Wei!"

Bian Zhizhi was somewhat surprised, but more than that, she felt relieved and expressed her heartfelt gratitude.

Seeing that she had clearly relaxed, Wei Yanqiu added, "However, Miss Bian, there's something I need to remind you of."

Bian Zhizhi's heart jumped again.

"Mr. Wei, please speak."

"Zixian is very dependent on you now. Your departure may cause some... fluctuations in his emotions."

I hope you can have a good talk with him before you leave, so he understands that you're only leaving temporarily and that you'll come back.

Bian Zhizhi nodded repeatedly: "I understand, I will."

"In addition," Wei Yanqiu looked up at her and said in a more direct way what Butler Li had told her last time.

"I want you to understand that you are Zixian's therapist, and this is your job. Building trust is necessary, but maintaining an appropriate professional distance is also important. This is for the best for both of you."

These words were spoken very directly, and Bian Zhizhi understood the warning they contained.

Her face flushed slightly, and she lowered her eyes.

"I understand, Mr. Wei. I will be careful."

"That's good." Wei Yanqiu stood up, a gesture to see the guest out.

Have a great holiday. I hope Zixian will have made new progress when he comes back.

"I will do my best."

After receiving her leave permission, Bian Zhizhi felt a great weight lifted off her shoulders.

Bian Zhizhi returned to her room and quickly packed her luggage.

There wasn't much to pack. Most of her clothes and daily necessities were provided by the Wei family, and she had very few of her own belongings.