Sword in Red Snow

In the fierce flames of Xiangyang City, Yang Guo looked at the backs of Guo Jing and his wife who died together in the city, and finally swallowed those belated words; while Guo Fu fell in a pool of blood, what flashed in front of his eyes was the stubborn profile of young Yang Guo on Peach Blossom Island, and his determination to turn around after breaking his arm. When they opened their eyes again, they were both back to the time when they first met - one was a wanton and arrogant young lady on Peach Blossom Island, and the other was a lonely young man who depended on his mother in a broken kiln. With memories and regrets from previous lives, this road is destined to be the same but different. Those misunderstandings from the previous life - the pain of a broken arm, the sting of words, the preference for Guo Xiang, the choice of Yeluqi - did not disappear out of thin air, but gradually became clear in the "I knew it was so" stares again and again. When the Mongolian army approached Xiangyang again, Guo Fu stood in red on the city tower, and Yang Guo stood beside her with a sword. This time, they both wanted to protect each other, the city, and even more, they wanted to protect themselves who were trapped by the regrets of their previous lives. Walking again is not to rewrite everything, but to see clearly at the fork in the road: It turns out that in those years of tit-for-tat, there were already hidden bonds that even I was not aware of.