The tomb of love

Red roses are her favorite, and her name is also Rose. Every year, her husband gives her a beautiful bow. He died that year and roses were delivered to her door. The attached card reads: "Be my lover, just like many years ago.

Every year he sends her roses, and the note always says, "I love you more this year than today last year." Or "My love for you grows year by year." He died that year, and she was sure that this was the last time roses appeared at her door.

She thinks he must order roses one day in advance before this. Her dear husband didn't know he was going to die. He always likes to do things in time before the deadline. In this way, if he is busy, everything will be settled properly.

She trimmed the stem and put it in a very special vase. She would sit in her husband's favorite chair for hours, staring blankly at his photos and roses.

A year has passed, and life without a partner is very difficult. Loneliness and loneliness became the tragedy of her fate. Then, at that special moment, the day before Valentine's Day, the doorbell rang and the red rose sat at the door.

She put the roses away and looked at them. Then she went to get the phone and asked him to send the roses to the flower shop. The boss answered the phone, and she asked him if he could explain why someone had to do this to her, so painful.

"I know your husband passed away more than a year ago," said the shopkeeper. "I knew you would call and you wanted to know," he continued. "The flowers you received today have been paid in advance. Your husband always plans ahead. He has no chance. "

"There is a shopping list, I have a document here. He has paid and is moving forward, so you will receive it every year. There's another thing I think you should know. He wrote a special little card, which he wrote a few years ago. "

"Then if I find that he is gone, I should give you the following annual card." She thanked him, hung up the phone and burst into tears. Her fingers were shaking, and she hesitated to get the card.

In the card, he saw a note he had written. She looked absolutely silent, which he wrote …

"Dear, I know this is because I have been away for a year. My love for you is beyond your description. You are the perfect wife and ideal partner. You are my friend and lover. You can meet all my needs. "

"When you receive these flowers, please think about all the happy times we spent together and how we were owned by each other. Roses come every year, and only when you no longer answer the door will you stop and knock.

"He will come, five times a day, if you want to go out. But after his last visit, he undoubtedly knew that I had taught him where the roses were and where they were together. "