Only this tie clip, which is made of real gold and is not afraid of fire, survived the fire.

From then on, Su Shijie regarded him as a treasure. He wore it wherever he went and cherished it very much...

The only trace of Chanel's existence is this tie clip. To Su Shijie, it seems that Chanel is attached to the tie clip. No matter where he goes, Chanel will accompany him.

He was very tired from his work, and as long as he touched the gem on his tie clip, he seemed to feel relaxed.

"Master, you don't have to worry. This tie clip is a limited edition of

If you pick it up, you will find it back soon."

Su Shijie's eyes were dark, and he sat numbly on the sofa in the center of the hall, staring blankly at the oil painting above the fireplace.

Chanel was wearing a training uniform, with one leg on the railing to press her leg. The sunshine was beautiful. She seemed to be a beauty that did not belong to this world, as if she was just a character in the painting.

Aunt Li hung up her coat and made some tea. It had been a long time since she had seen Su Shijie looking so defeated.

"Master, as long as the tie clip appears in the market, you will definitely find it."

Su Shijie curled his lips coldly: "What if it never appears?"

If the person who picked it up hid it privately, it would never return to his hands...just like the disappeared Chanel.

Aunt Li heard the implication: "Yes, the young master loves the young mistress so much. If she is alive, how can she bear not to come back?"

Su Shijie narrowed his eyes and chuckled: "You mean, she's dead, so she can't come back?"

"No, no, no..." Aunt Li became nervous, fearing that she had said the wrong thing.

"Perhaps, you are right. It's not that she won't come back...it's that she really won't come back." Su Shijie's eyes were fixed on the hanging painting without moving, and his face became darker and darker.

"Master, why are you starting to say depressing words? Weren't you sure that the young lady was not dead?"

Everyone in the world was telling him that when Chanel died, he was the only one who believed that Chanel was alive.

But now, even Aunt Li was moved by Su Shijie's persistence, and when she thought that Chanel might still be alive, Su Shijie seemed to... no longer believe in herself.

Su Shijie sat blankly, and after a while he asked Aunt Li to bring the frog from the fireplace.

All night long, he sat on the sofa holding the frog, like a guilty criminal...

The sky lights up slightly, and the morning light comes.

Su Shijie's vision was a little dazed, as if he saw Chanel walking down from the painting in a beige dress with her hair pulled high:

[Su Shijie, don’t think that the toad wants to eat the swan meat. Do you think you can get me just by yourself? 】

The corner of Su Shijie's mouth was slightly raised, showing the empty vicissitudes of life:

"Nair, I'm sorry."

I'm sorry, he tried so hard but still accidentally lost her. Completely lost her.

Aunt Li stayed up all night with the young master. She was very distressed when she saw the haggard look of the young master. Although the young master did not shed tears, his expression was even more heartbreaking than crying!

…

One week later.

Chanel collapsed on the desk and fell asleep among the messy design drafts another night.
Chapter completed!