"Rose Bone"

(Also known as "Dark Blue Rose" and "Her Hibiscus and Thorns") [On the surface, she is the bright moon that hangs high; on the inside, she is the thorn that melts her bones] One by one, flowers grow in the darkest place, and stars appear in the deep sea🌟One by one (PS: Please take a leave. There should be no updates in the first half of 2026... In fact, there are still many manuscripts saved, but I won't post them now, because not many people seem to understand this story... Or maybe it's not fate... → This story was originally just for sharing, to share this our favorite story... → In short, please take a leave first... See you again after a while... Bye bye, fate...) Sea Furong, as its name suggests, is a legend that is glimpsed by Hong Kong's upper class. Born into a family of mysterious artists, with a pure appearance and talent, she is the flower of the high mountains that cannot be toyed with on the top of the iceberg. Only Rose knows what kind of broken past and bloody secrets are sealed under this perfect glass lamp. Rose, the youngest queen of power on the Eurasian continent, is an existence that makes both black and white people change their minds when they hear it. Her life was supposed to be nothing but conquest and iron discipline, until she fell in love with Hai Hibiscus at first sight at a party at the age of eighteen. "What do you want?" Rose asked her on the terrace. "A dream that will never wake up. Or, a light that is always on." The girl looked at the night, with boundless loneliness in her eyes. Rose said firmly: "I can give you that light. You are the unique flower I am looking for." From then on, the rose used all its tenderness to build a fortress for her, leading her to stand in the sun and become the other half of the "Blue Rose" who changes the world and protects the weak. They are the most dazzling feminist leaders, environmental pioneers, artistic confidants and lovers in the eyes of the world. However—— When Rose thought she finally held the moonlight in her hand, she didn't know that her hibiscus was also in the underground kingdom... And was the "most perfect work" written by a paranoid controller. "Your life, talent, pain, and even every breath you take, belong to me." The "young master" who is as elegant as a noble son whispers gently, using everything she cherishes as a thread, "Remember, the warmer the light, the deeper the shadow it casts. And you will always be in the shadow." When trust becomes a luxury, when every hug may betray the disguise, when the darkest mission comes... She was willing to go deep into hell for him, but she only wanted to see the light of day for her. "Amei, if one day... This light has to be extinguished," her voice, in her arms, was as soft as a sigh, "don't blame me. Also... Take care of yourself... They asked... I love you... Forever." [This is the story of two powerful women, caught between power, conspiracy and extreme possessiveness, who redeem and protect each other. There is ultimate romance here, as well as deep-seated sadomasochism; there is walking side by side in the sun, and there is also walking alone in the shadows. When the truth is torn and the disguise is peeled off, can they hold each other's last light at the edge of the abyss? ] (PS: The description is relatively delicate and slow. I hope you can be patient and read it carefully. There are many details → it is worth it!!!) Intention: Flowers grow in the darkest place, and stars appear in the deep sea🌟. Even if the world gives me darkness, even if the darkest abyss comes, I will choose to live an unyielding and grand beauty for you - and for myself.