Chu Moyu stood in front of the huge window, with short silver-grey hair and a thin face. Even under the smudge of the sun, she could not hide her dejection. "It's been ten years, Qingyu, when will you wake up..."
Ten years ago, Chu Moyu met her angel. When the angel left, he turned into a devil. ． ． ． ． ．
Ten years later, who will save Chu Moyu? Will Fan Jinyan become her angel?
"Jin Yan, are you willing to accompany me, even if you fall into hell with me..."