You have just come home from work late on a snowy night and in the cold air. You boiled some warm water before you went upstairs to your room to change clothes.

When you're in your room, you turn on a small table lamp so it's at least not too dark. But your gaze was focused on a rose lying on the table right near the small table lamp.

Those of you who are alone at home are so confused and afraid that you have a question in your mind, whose flowers are these from? Before finally a man appeared behind you who made you turn around and he quickly cupped your cheek and said.

"Finally you're home. I've been waiting for you for a long time."