I love you once, I love you twice, and I love you more than beans and rice.
When I heard this poet his wife Susan quoted, which Mike read to her at their wedding night, my eyes brimmed with tears, and pain gathered in my heart. Their love story was not so shocking or shaking, it was quite normal but really touching.
A devoiced woman and a man who bereaved his beloved one met each other at a friends funeral, and actually said goodbye to the other part also at a funeral, unfortunately, at his own funeral.
The last scene I remembered is that in a quiet noon, they both sat in their yard and did some casual talking; Susan asked him, Mike, when will you fix my post box over the fence?
Tomorrow.
Oh, tomorrow, another tomorrow? she smiled and patted his head.
Both of them were happy.
But there is no tomorrow for Mike.
The last season of DH, we get more than just plot.
Who can say we learn nothing from soap opera?
