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.

forehead, tucked the quilt corner for

the cat, holding a long cigarette stick in

unprocessed, and the smell of

frowned imperceptibly, and he walked over to the old man and

handed the cigarette stick to Kenny

Clarke said

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

Clarke's expression remained unchanged: "She's fine."

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

answered very simply: "For something."

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

tall, with big eyes and a strong heroic spirit. The rough clothes on him could not conceal the extravagance on him. He

...

up, it

She opened her eyes for a while to adjust the light,

was not the ceiling that she would see every morning when she woke

bed and looked out, but only saw

senses returned, she felt the towel on her forehead.

had been half-dried by

She remembered, it seemed that Kenny Clarke

she slowed down for a few seconds before getting out of bed and walking towards the door.

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

Gloria Taylor stood by the door listening for a while, and found that the old man had spoken a long time

Although it was only a short answer, Gloria Taylor also

was overjoyed and was about

was only wearing a shirt at this time, and quickly

switch, but there was no light in the room.

electricity here.

heavy rains and serious mudslides in the past few days, power

she fumbled around and found

bed, waiting for Kenny Clarke to come

let

than ten minutes before she heard the footsteps of someone going upstairs.

It was Kenny

enough, after a while, Kenny Clarke opened the door and walked in. He held a candle in one hand and Gloria