Rose Song

"We once stood side by side on Junshan, until his mountain collapsed and became my tomb." In the sequence of the "nine aristocratic families" with overwhelming power, Cross Street College has never been just a school. It is a preview of the future order and a wrestling field for the heirs of the top families. Wen Zhu, the Yushu of the Wen family, has blue hair and red eyes with unfathomable meaning. Su Nanchi is the pearl of the Su family, and the sea of ​​stars in his left eye is the beacon that lights up for him. Together with another pair of equals Qing Jinyu and Yan Louchen, they were once the four peaks standing side by side on this Junshan Mountain. They shared the honor and secretly promised each other for life. Until the political storm that swept through the top circles came. The Wen family and the Yan family were united in a well-planned conspiracy, and suffered a series of attacks on their finances and reputation. The building will fall, only day and night. Former allies turned their backs in silence, and those who made trouble worse came one after another. When Wen Zhu was forced to kneel down on one knee in front of a strange plutocratic daughter at the engagement party in order to save the last flame of the family; When Su Nanchi's father personally signed the "cutting agreement" and warned her coldly: "Daughters of the Su family cannot marry into ruins."; Only then did they understand that the so-called love is as light as a feather in front of the survival of the family. He gritted his teeth and swallowed all the humiliation, fell from the clouds into the mud, and tried to be reborn among the thorns. She was forced to wear the family marriage ring and became a sacrifice to consolidate her power. She watched helplessly as his pride was crushed inch by inch. Later, the storm subsided and order was restored. Qing Jinyu and Yan Louchen, with their iron-blooded skills and marriage, stabilized the crumbling family, but in the endless suspicion and sacrifice, their love for each other was exhausted, leaving only a mutual respect like "ice". As for Wen Zhu and Sunan Chi, one climbed up from the ruins, his body stained by wind and frost, his heart turned into iron; the other withered in a Chinese cage, his eyes lost to the sea of ​​stars, and his body was covered in bruises. In the end, the rose withered in the cracks between the two eras. Some people lie in the rebuilt, higher cold pavilion, guarding the endless power and loneliness. Some people return to the quiet and distant ordinary spring mountains, where their undying love and their unspeakable names are buried. ——What is separated between us is no longer a misunderstanding, but the ruins of his family and the steps of my family. From now on: You are lying on a high platform, wearing shackles. I live in Spring Mountain, but my soul has nowhere to go. Concept: Identity legally murders love