This is a story that begins with the divorce of a middle-aged couple. I often want to separate myself from the authorities and see what it means to be sober. Do you think it's ridiculous? But that's what happened to this person. Can "life can still go on no matter how many people there are" really become a magic weapon for escaping for a lifetime? Everyone thinks that their reason can override their emotions, but in the end they are still confused. In fact, our futures are closely connected. I'll tell you all the sorrows and joys along the way if you're interested.