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.

Clarke put a wet towel on Gloria Taylor's forehead, tucked the quilt corner for her, then

a long cigarette stick in his hand, and was putting a few pieces of tobacco

cigarettes he grew, unprocessed, and the smell of tobacco was a

frowned imperceptibly, and he walked over to the old man and sat down.

handed the cigarette stick to Kenny

Kenny Clarke said quietly: "No."

is your wife?" The old man seemed to just ask casually. After taking

expression remained

from the city, what are you doing here?" The old man knocked on his cigarette

answered very simply:

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

heroic spirit. The rough clothes on him could not conceal the extravagance on him. He

...

up,

light, then

her head was not the ceiling that she would see every morning when she woke up, but

no other 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

towel had been half-dried by her body

She remembered, it seemed that Kenny Clarke came

suddenly turned over and sat up, her head dizzy, she slowed down for a few seconds before getting out

door, she could see the stairs, and the intermittent voice of the old man came downstairs, and the voice of a young

a while, and found that the old man had spoken a long time

Although it was only a short answer, Gloria Taylor also heard that it was Kenny Clarke's voice.

was overjoyed and was about

realized that she was only wearing a shirt at this time, and quickly returned to the room and found the light

the switch, but there was no light in the room.

electricity here.

and serious mudslides in the past few days, power outages were

were not many things in the room, she fumbled around and found there was no

bed, waiting for Kenny

did not let

minutes before she heard the footsteps of someone going upstairs.

Kenny Clarke.

and walked in. He held a candle