A miraculous doctor descended from the heavens.

As soon as the car drove out of the Ding family villa, the heavy rain began to pour down.

Large raindrops pounded against the car body. Although the heavy soundproofing of the luxury car made the sound only muffled and faint, it still disturbed Gu Feng's nerves.

Perhaps it was the weather, perhaps it was the minor argument just now, or perhaps it was some other inexplicable reason, but Gu Feng felt a tightness in his chest and his eyelids started twitching.

A twitching left eyelid means good things are coming, either a promotion or a fortune? But right now, it's his right eyelid that's twitching.

If your right eyelid twitches, according to old sayings, misfortune is coming.

As the car drove forward, Gu Feng's unease grew stronger, and even his ears began to burn.

Could something really have happened? The moment this thought popped into his head, the first person he thought of was Su Man'er, who was far away in Beijing. He quickly took out his phone and dialed her number.

As soon as the call connected, Gu Feng anxiously asked, "Sister, where are you?"

"Gu Feng? I'm in the capital, in the workshop. What's wrong?" Su Man'er's voice was very noisy, the buzzing of the machines almost drowned out her voice.

"It's nothing... I just miss you a little." Gu Feng's face flushed slightly as he said something that sounded a bit cheesy, then added, "Be careful over there, and stay safe."

Hearing the undisguised concern in the man's words, Su Man'er felt a sweet warmth in her heart. However, the surrounding noise made it inconvenient to speak, so she replied, "Don't worry, I'm doing fine here. I'm eating and sleeping at the factory, and Miss Lan is taking good care of me. I'm going down to the workshop now, planning to rotate through each position for a while to familiarize myself with every step of the pharmaceutical process. It might take a while, at least two or three months before I can go back. Take good care of yourself... Uh, I'm at work right now, I'll call you again tonight, okay?"

"Okay," Gu Feng replied and hung up the phone.

Knowing that Su Man'er was safe and sound, Gu Feng felt a little more at ease, but the feeling of unease still lingered.

Just as I was about to call Peng Liangpei again, I looked up and realized that the car had already driven into Portland Street.

He had no choice but to put his phone back in his pocket.

As soon as the car came to a stop, I hurriedly said goodbye to Abu, opened the car door, and plunged into the torrential rain, rushing home.

Although it was only about ten steps away, the rain was so heavy that Gu Feng was soaked to the bone when he ran into the house.

Shi Yurou, who hadn't gone out because of the torrential rain, was startled to see Gu Feng soaking wet: "Doctor, why didn't you bring an umbrella? Look, you're completely drenched! Go take a hot shower and change into dry clothes, or you'll definitely catch a cold!"

"Okay," Gu Feng replied, and started walking upstairs.

"Hey, where are you going? Isn't there a bathroom upstairs?" Shi Yurou called out anxiously.

"But all my clothes are upstairs," Gu Feng said.

"Go wash first, I'll get it for you!" Without waiting for a reply, Shi Yurou pushed Gu Feng into the bathroom on the first floor and then ran upstairs to find him clothes.

When handing clothes to Gu Feng, Shi Yurou didn't act like other women, covering her eyes and pretending not to see anything as she haphazardly stuffed the clothes inside.

She knocked on the door so casually, even opening her eyes wide open.

They didn't try to stuff the clothes under the door; they just held them up at the doorway.

That's right. He's seen me from head to toe so many times, and now that I finally have a chance to get my revenge openly, how can I miss it?

Although the door was only slightly ajar, and she could only catch a glimpse of Gu Feng's muscular body, it was enough to make her heart pound. Even after the bathroom door closed again and she returned to the living room to sit down, her heart was still pounding fiercely.

After taking a shower, Gu Feng felt refreshed and entered the living room. Seeing Shi Yurou sitting there with a flushed face and somewhat dazed expression, he couldn't help but ask, "Ms. Shi, what's wrong?"

"No, it's nothing..." Shi Yurou stammered, then deliberately put on a stern face, "Why are you calling me Ms. Shi again?"

"Uh, it's just a habit I've picked up, I can't change it right away," Gu Feng chuckled. But then he remembered the phone call he hadn't finished earlier, and he quickly pulled out his phone to call Peng Liangpei.

The phone rang with a cold, emotionless voice: "Sorry, the number you dialed is currently unavailable..." followed by a string of incomprehensible foreign language. Gu Feng's heart sank lower and lower with each sound.

Could it be that something really happened to Liang Pei?

He clearly remembered that her phone was fully charged when she left the Peng family's house yesterday morning.

The more Gu Feng thought about it, the more panicked he became. He kept dialing Peng Liangpei's number, but all he heard was the same cold, impersonal message.

"Doctor, what's wrong?" Shi Yurou couldn't help but ask when she saw his appearance.

At some point, she, like Gu Feng, started using the old form of address again. However, at this moment, neither of them noticed, nor did they care.

"Ms. Shi, is your car here?" Gu Feng was anxious, and his old habit resurfaced, constantly calling her "Ms. Shi."

"Yes, it's parked right at the entrance." Shi Yurou pointed outside.

"Then can you take me somewhere?" Gu Feng pleaded eagerly.

"Now?" Shi Yurou was a little uncertain. Seeing Gu Feng nod, she looked at the torrential rain outside the window and hesitated, "But the rain is pouring down right now. Can't we wait until it subsides a bit?"

"No." Gu Feng shook his head.

"Well... alright then." Shi Yurou gritted her teeth and agreed.

She always cherished herself and didn't want to get wet in the rain at all, but this was the first time Gu Feng had asked her for a favor, and she was too embarrassed to say no.

So they found the only umbrella in the house, and the two of them held it together as they walked out the door.

It was only a few steps from the door to her Aston Martin, but the two of them squeezed under a small umbrella, their bodies inevitably pressed together.

As they whispered sweet nothings to each other, Shi Yurou felt her heart pounding and her legs going weak. If Gu Feng hadn't gently supported her with one hand, she probably wouldn't have been able to walk.

After finally getting into the car, Shi Yurou drove off in the pouring rain with extremely low visibility, under Gu Feng's repeated urging, heading towards Peng Liangpei's house.

Upon arriving at the Peng family's gate, Gu Feng disregarded the raging storm outside. Before the car had even come to a complete stop, he pushed open the car door and ran towards the Peng family's house.

"Liangpei, Liangpei!" Gu Feng cried out anxiously, banging on the door repeatedly.

After a while, the door finally opened. But when Gu Feng saw who opened the door, he was stunned—it was Peng Liangpei's father, Dean Peng.

"Dean Peng, where is Liang Pei?" Gu Feng asked urgently.

Dean Peng's expression was complicated, and before he could even speak, Gu Feng's heart sank.

He reached out and gently pushed Dean Peng aside, then rushed into the room, heading straight for the room where he and Peng Liangpei had spent time together.

The room has been tidied up and is now clean and tidy, no longer the messy place it used to be.

But the wardrobe was empty, and the two red leather suitcases, one large and one small, that had been placed in the corner, had also disappeared.

Seeing Dean Peng follow him in, Gu Feng was both confused and anxious: "Dean Peng, where's Liang Pei? Where did she go?"

"She went abroad," Dean Peng sighed.

"Huh?" Gu Feng froze on the spot, and after a long while, he murmured, "Why?"

Dean Peng shook his head. Don't ask him why; he doesn't know either.

Shenzhen Medical College offers exchange student slots between China and South Korea every year, but Liangpei has never mentioned wanting to go abroad.

Just a few days ago, she suddenly came to me and said she wanted to study abroad.

Just like Gu Feng asking Shi Yurou to drive him home, this was the first time Peng Liangpei had ever asked her father for a ride.

How could Dean Peng refuse?

Besides, he had always wanted his daughter to broaden her horizons and further her studies. So, despite his deep reluctance, he made a swift and decisive decision, exceptionally arranging everything for her and sending her off.

Yesterday morning, after Gu Feng left, Peng Jingpei began packing her bags, boarded a pre-booked flight, and quietly departed.

"Gu Feng, this is what Liang Pei asked me to give you." Dean Peng handed over a brown paper envelope.

"...See for yourself."

Dean Peng sighed again.

He couldn't understand why his daughter was so determined to leave, but when he saw Gu Feng rushing in through the pouring rain with such anxiety and disarray, even if he only used half his brain, he knew that his daughter's sudden decision to go abroad was probably related to this kid in front of him.

He had intended to scold Gu Feng, but seeing Gu Feng's distraught and bewildered state, he swallowed back the words that were on the tip of his tongue and walked away with a long sigh.

Gu Feng's hands trembled slightly as he opened the kraft paper envelope.

Inside was a letter and a painting.

The painting depicts a dark red maple leaf.

The color was like dried blood, dull and poignant, like a fallen leaf that had reached the end of its life.

The title below is precisely the word "youth".

Gu Feng examined it carefully and suddenly felt that this maple leaf looked strangely familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before.

Reaching out and gently touching it, I suddenly realized—this wasn't an ordinary canvas, it was a bed sheet.

It was the white bed sheet that Peng Jingpei had originally laid out, and this maple leaf was carefully cut from her first blood that night and meticulously painted.

That night, their love was tender and passionate, a warmth that lingered in my bones. Every smile, every word, every action of hers seemed still vivid in my mind.

But at this moment, she is already in a foreign land, separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, and far away by clouds and moon.