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, then he went

cat, holding a long cigarette stick in his hand,

What he smoked was the kind of cigarettes he grew, unprocessed, and the smell of tobacco was

Clarke frowned imperceptibly, and he walked over

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

Clarke said quietly: "No."

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

Clarke's expression remained unchanged: "She's

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

answered very simply: "For something."

Clarke wasn't a talkative person, so he

heroic spirit. The rough clothes on him could

...

Taylor woke up, it was dim insight.

a while to adjust the light,

every morning when she woke up,

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

returned, she felt the towel on

The towel had been half-dried by her body temperature.

remembered, it seemed that Kenny Clarke came to her!

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

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

stood by the door listening for a while, and found that the old man had spoken a long time before the young man responded briefly.

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

was about

forward, she realized that she was only wearing a shirt at this time,

but there was

There's no electricity here.

such heavy rains and serious mudslides in the past few

room, she fumbled around and found there

to return to the bed, waiting for Kenny

let her stay for long.

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

was Kenny Clarke.

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