他站在花店前，手里紧握着那束十九朵玫瑰。他知道，这不是任何普通的花束。这是情人节，他要用这份特别的礼物来回答她的问题：爱情是什么？他心中有答案，但这个答案需要时间去验证和证明。

售花小姐微笑着对他说：“十九朵玫瑰代表天长地久。”她的笑容温暖而真诚，让在场的人都感受到了那份纯真的美好。他的心跳得更快了，他知道自己选对了。她喜欢这样的惊喜，她喜欢被这样关怀。

他们一起走在大街上，那些捧着花束的情侣们让空气充满了甜蜜与幸福。玫瑰香浓郁而醉人，他们之间也仿佛有一种无形的连接，让每个人的眼神都闪烁着希望和梦想。

突然，她转过头，眼中闪烁着一丝不解地问道：“你也会买花送她吗？”这是一个突如其来的问题，但也是一个深刻的问题。在这个特别的日子里，每个人似乎都渴望得到一种特殊的关怀。

他停下脚步，将她拉进怀抱，说：“不会。”他的声音坚定而自信。“我只会买花送一个人，那就是你。”听到这句话，她的心里的困惑消散了，取而代之的是一种释然和满足。她明白，这份感情是独一无二，不需要任何形式的证据或外界认可就能感受到它的存在。

晚餐时分，他们坐在一起享受美食，同时也在分享彼此的话语。他告诉她关于未来的计划，也包括将来可能会购买更多鲜花给她。而她，则是沉醉于他的话语中，就像沉浸在那些玫瑰香中的感觉一样愉悦。

然而，当他们路过农贸市场时，他突然提议出去买点东西。她有些疑惑，但还是随他去了。在市场的一角，有个老太太正在卖米。那老太太看起来很慈祥，对待每个人都同样友好。当那个老太太注意到她们时，也是一脸慈祥地看着她们两位。他们相互间没有言语，只是以微笑交流，而这一切，都像是生活中最简单、最自然的事情一样发生。

但当看到那个男人从市场里拿出一把青菜时，她的心 suddenly felt a sharp pain. She looked down to see that her hand was bleeding, the blood dripping from her fingers like tiny red flowers. The happiness she had just experienced seemed to fade away in an instant.

The man didn't notice anything out of the ordinary and continued to smile warmly at her. He told her about his plans for cooking vegetables with the spring onion he bought earlier, as if it were a normal part of their daily routine. It was then that she realized that true happiness wasn't in the extravagant gestures or romantic words but in the simple moments they shared together, like cooking dinner with love and care.

As they walked back home, hand in hand, she couldn't help but think about how easily happiness could be hurt and lost, just like those delicate red petals on her fingers. But what remained was something more profound - a deep understanding of what truly mattered in life: not grand gestures or external validation but rather the quiet moments spent together as one family unit.

And so they went home together, sharing their own unique story of love and acceptance amidst life's everyday moments - ten roses representing forever-lasting affection intertwined with a handful of green onions symbolizing domestic bliss.