That Year There Was No Confusion Like an Hourglass

Some people say that marriage is a long symphony. In middle age after the seven-year itch, family affection and love are no longer separable. There is the blazing heat of the desert day and the coldness of the night; there is reining in the horse on the cliff, and there are also moths flying into the flames; there is the calmness of the Yangtze River, and there is also the passion of the Yellow River. However, the hourglass that records time is always ticking without hesitation. Facing the life after divorce, Yu Xiaoyu felt that her life was like sand in an hourglass, which could not be retained and flowed almost to numbness...