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.

tucked the quilt corner for her, then he went downstairs.

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

was the kind of cigarettes he grew, unprocessed, and the smell of tobacco was a bit strong.

and he walked over to the old

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

said quietly:

old man seemed to just ask casually. After taking a very enjoyable sip, he

expression remained unchanged: "She's fine."

what are you doing here?" The old man knocked on his

Clarke answered very simply: "For something."

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

rough clothes on him could not conceal the extravagance on him. He was not an ordinary person at first glance.

...

up, it was dim

the light, then she vaguely saw the furnishings in the room.

was not the ceiling that she would see every morning when she woke up, but the solid wood beams and blue

on the bed and looked out, but only saw something similar to a cabinet, and the room still

felt the towel on her forehead.

half-dried by

seemed that Kenny

turned over and sat up, her head dizzy, she slowed down for a few

the stairs, and the intermittent voice of the old man came downstairs, and the voice of

the old man had spoken a long time before

Gloria Taylor also heard that

overjoyed and was about to go downstairs.

this time, and quickly returned to

there was

no electricity here.

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

many things in the room, she fumbled around and found there was no

Gloria Taylor had to return to the bed, waiting for Kenny Clarke to come

not let her stay

on the bed for less than ten minutes

Kenny

walked in. He held a candle in one hand and Gloria Taylor's clothes in