My Love, Enlighten me

Kenny Clarke returned to the room with the white wine and towel the old man gave him.

When he entered the room, Gloria Taylor had already got up and sat on the bed in a daze.

Because of her fever, her cheeks were a little red, her brows were frowning, and her eyes were filled with mist.

When Kenny Clarke came in, she frowned vigorously before squinting to recognize him.

When he approached, Gloria Taylor said, "Where did you go?"

Her tone was a little slow, sounding pitiful.

Kenny Clarke sat down by the bed. She was wearing only one of his shirts. He lowered his eyes and he could see her smooth and white legs.

It's burnt.

Kenny Clarke pulled the quilt to cover her, and said indifferently, "Lie down."

Gloria Taylor curled her lips and refused: "No."

She was delirious at the moment because of the fever, no matter what Kenny Clarke said, she just thought that his tone was so fierce, she would not do what he asked.

Kenny Clarke stared at her for a few seconds, seeming to know what she was thinking, he frowned slightly, his tone softened, and repeated: "Lie back."

"OK." Gloria Taylor was very cooperative this time.

But at this moment, she had unwell, and after hearing Kenny Clarke's words, she fell straight back.

Fortunately, Kenny Clarke quickly caught her.

She was so burnt that she was weak, and Kenny Clarke supported her shoulders and put her on the bed easily.

Kenny reached out and touched her forehead, which was very hot.

Kenny Clarke unscrewed the white wine and took a look, then put it back.

Liquor can physically cool down, but it was better not to use it.

on Gloria Taylor's forehead, tucked the quilt corner for her,

stick in his hand, and

kind of cigarettes he grew, unprocessed, and the smell of tobacco

walked over to

handed the cigarette stick to Kenny Clarke: "Do you wanna it?"

said quietly:

is your wife?" The old man seemed to just ask casually. After taking a very enjoyable sip, he asked aloud.

remained unchanged: "She's

you are from the city, what are you doing here?" The old man knocked on his cigarette stick and looked up at him.

Clarke answered very simply:

old man probably also saw that Kenny Clarke wasn't a talkative person, so he didn't ask more, but started to look at

a strong heroic spirit. The rough clothes on him could not conceal the extravagance on him. He was not an ordinary person

...

Gloria Taylor woke up, it was dim

the light, then

she would see every morning when she woke up, but the

decorations in the room. Gloria lay on the bed and looked out, but only saw something similar to a cabinet, and the room still smelled of damp wood.

she felt the towel on her forehead.

half-dried

it seemed that Kenny Clarke came to

head dizzy, she slowed down for a few seconds before getting out of bed and walking

could see the stairs, and the intermittent voice of the old man came downstairs, and the voice of a young man was mixed in

the door listening for a while, and found that the old man had spoken a long time before the

short answer, Gloria Taylor also heard that it

She was overjoyed and was

at this time, and quickly returned to the room and found the light

She pressed the switch, but there was no light in the

no electricity here.

in the past few days, power outages were

room, she fumbled around and found there was no

to return to the bed, waiting for Kenny Clarke

did not let her stay

for less than ten minutes before she heard the footsteps

Kenny

opened the door and walked in. He held a candle in one hand and Gloria Taylor's clothes in the other.