At noon, Cao Xu took Tao Jiayi out for lunch.

During the meal, he noticed that his appetite had been increasing recently; after finishing one bowl of rice, he would immediately have another.

He knew in his heart that this was probably because the system had simultaneously rewarded him with "a height increase to 185cm in 30 days" and "a streamlined, perfect figure in 30 days," and his body desperately needed energy.

Now, almost 10 days after the body reward, when he raises his arm, you can clearly see the muscle lines that are beginning to appear on his arm. They are firm but not exaggerated, and the streamlined outline is already taking shape.

The height bonus was obtained during the National Day holiday. So far, there is no obvious change when looking in the mirror. It has grown 5 centimeters in 30 days, which is an average of 1.6 millimeters per day. In just a few days, there is no noticeable difference.

After dinner, Cao Xu drove his newly acquired Aston Martin and made a special detour to a motorcycle accessories store, where he bought a pink helmet with rabbit ears. The helmet was cute and playful, providing a nice contrast for Wen Ya.

As evening approached, the sky gradually darkened, and the evening breeze became cool.

Cao Xu, helmet in hand, knocked on Wen Ya's door.

When Wenya opened the door, she had changed into a simple black tracksuit, her long hair tied in a high ponytail. She looked less elegant than usual, but more refreshing and neat, though her face still held a hint of hesitation.

Cao Xu handed him a motorcycle helmet and said, "Wear this, and no one will recognize you. You don't have to worry about anyone's feelings, you don't have to be the gentle and proper Teacher Wen, you can just be yourself."

Wen Ya looked at the cute helmet in her hand, then at Cao Xu's sincere eyes, and finally took the helmet and slowly put it on.

Cao Xu also put on his black helmet, led her into the underground garage, and took out his motorcycle.

Wenya sat stiffly on the back of the motorcycle, her hands hesitating, unsure of where to put them.

Cao Xu's voice came through the helmet, tinged with amusement and a hint of seduction: "I'll be riding a little fast, so hold on tight and don't let go. Imagine we're eloping now, escaping all the cages, fleeing that oppressive life, leaving all our unhappiness behind."

As soon as he finished speaking, Cao Xu started his motorcycle, the engine roaring as he carried Wen Ya and sped out of the underground parking garage, heading towards Zijin Mountain.

Zijin Mountain is the best place nearby for riding a motorcycle. The mountain road winds and twists, with lush trees on both sides. The evening breeze caresses your face, far away from the hustle and bustle of the city. Only the sound of the engine and the wind intertwine.

Wen Ya was initially a little nervous, her hands stiffly gripping Cao Xu's clothes, her cheek pressed against his back, feeling the warmth of his body and the contours of his firm muscles, as well as the slight vibrations brought by the roar of the engine.

As the wind blew, the noise around her was replaced by the sound of the wind, and the neon lights below the mountain gradually became blurred. Her tense shoulders slowly relaxed, and her hands unconsciously wrapped around Cao Xu's waist, the force becoming tighter and tighter, as if she had grasped a straw that could help her shed her pretense.

All the restraint, pretense, and grievances in daily life, such as deliberately maintaining a dignified demeanor in class, and only being able to gently persuade even when naughty students talk back;

For example, the mother-in-law's pressure to have children, even though they have no idea why they don't have any;

For example, the things Wu Zhe did are simply unforgivable.

These emotions were softened little by little by the wind at this moment, and the defenses in my heart slowly crumbled.

She quietly closed her eyes, letting the evening breeze ruffle her hair. The emotions that had been building up in her heart began to surge slowly, and her eyes quietly welled up with tears.

Upon reaching a deserted section of the mountain road, Cao Xu shouted, "Wen Ya, I need to speed up!"

He twisted the throttle sharply, and the motorcycle roared with a piercing and powerful sound, carrying Wenya as it rushed up the mountain. With his professional-level riding skills, he firmly controlled the motorcycle, and the speed was so fast that even the wind seemed to carry a sharp force. The extreme thrill instantly enveloped the two of them, as if they were about to break through all constraints.

The car finally stopped at the viewing platform at the top of Zijin Mountain. The view was expansive, overlooking the entire night view of Nanjing. The evening breeze was cool and carried the fragrance of mountain grass and trees. It was far away from the hustle and bustle of the city, and also far away from the suffocating constraints and shackles of identity that had bound her.

The moment Wenya's feet touched the ground, her body swayed slightly. She subconsciously took off her helmet, and her long hair fell down, sticking to her sweaty cheeks.

Looking at the dazzling lights below the mountain, she stood there for a long time, her eyes slowly reddening. The emotions she had accumulated over the years could no longer be held back and streamed down her cheeks.

Cao Xu said with a touch of nonchalance, "Come on, let's shout down the mountain and let out all our frustrations. I'll go with you."

She didn't shout immediately, but instead raised her hand to cover her mouth, her shoulders trembling slightly, and suppressed sobs gradually escaped her lips. This was the first time she didn't have to force herself to be "sensible" or deliberately be "gentle."

After a long while, she slowly let go of her hand, and shouted loudly at the lights below the mountain. Her voice was hoarse but powerful, and she shouted out the grievances, resentment and depression of the past years, over and over again, until her throat was hoarse.

Cao Xu shouted along with her, their shouts mingling with the sound of the wind, echoing through the mountains for a long time.

Tears streamed down her cheeks, soaking her clothes, but she made no attempt to hide them. Instead, she felt an unprecedented sense of relief and liberation. This was the first time she didn't have to be the gentle and proper Teacher Wen; she could simply be her most authentic and relaxed self.

Cao Xu took out a tissue from his pocket and waited until she had vented her emotions before gently handing it to her.

Wen Ya took the tissue, wiped away her tears, her cheeks still flushed. Her eyes, which had been reserved as before, now held a genuine tenderness. She nodded gently, "Thank you, Cao Xu."

[System Notification: Wenya's favorability has increased by 10 point, currently at 48 points!]

Cao Xu said softly, "It's good to vent. If you feel stressed in the future, you can always come to me."

On the return journey, he didn't seek any more thrills, but simply rode slowly. The evening breeze gently caressed him, and Wen Ya sat quietly on the back seat, her arms tightly wrapped around Cao Xu's waist, her cheek lightly pressed against his shoulder.

With her eyes closed and not uttering a sound, no one knew what she was thinking. Perhaps it was the emptiness after releasing her emotions, perhaps it was the embarrassment of her earlier loss of composure, or perhaps it was a tenderness that she had never felt before quietly spreading in her heart.

I strolled along slowly, and before I knew it, I was back in the underground parking garage of the residential complex.

Cao Xu stopped the motorcycle, turned off the engine, and the garage instantly returned to silence.

Wen Ya slowly released her grip, removed her helmet, and let her long hair fall down. She quickly smoothed her hair, the softness and vulnerability in her eyes instantly fading away, and she transformed back into the gentle, calm, dignified, and poised beautiful teacher she always was.

His face had lost its earlier composure, and his expression was as calm as if everything that had happened tonight was just an illusion.

She didn't look at Cao Xu or say another word. She turned around and walked towards the elevator. Her fingers quickly pressed the elevator button. As soon as the elevator door opened, she walked in quickly. The door slowly closed, completely separating the two of them. It was clean and efficient, without the slightest lingering feeling.

Cao Xu sat on the motorcycle, looking at the closed elevator doors, a slight smile playing on his lips.

[System Notification: Wenya's favorability has increased by 3 point, currently at 51 points!]

A knowing glint flashed in his eyes as he murmured softly, "Still too embarrassed to face it?"

He knew that the more Wenya deliberately avoided him, the more she cared.

It wasn't that she didn't care or didn't take it to heart; it was just that, out of consideration for her status as a married woman and for the sake of her usual dignity, she deliberately pretended that nothing had happened. The shyness and excitement hidden beneath her calm exterior had already been exposed by the increase in her favorability rating.

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