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

old man sat at the door holding the cat, holding a long cigarette stick in his hand, and was putting a few pieces of tobacco into

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

he walked over

old man handed the cigarette stick to Kenny Clarke:

Clarke said quietly: "No."

old man seemed to just ask casually. After taking a

expression remained unchanged: "She's fine."

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

Clarke answered very

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

The man in front of him was very tall, with big eyes and a strong heroic spirit. The rough clothes on him could not conceal the extravagance on him. He was not an ordinary

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up, it was dim insight.

the light, then she

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

There were no other decorations in the room. Gloria lay on the bed and looked out, but only saw something similar to a cabinet,

the senses returned, she felt the towel on her forehead.

The towel had been half-dried

it seemed that Kenny Clarke came to

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

the intermittent voice of the old

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

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

She was overjoyed and was about

only wearing a shirt at this time, and quickly returned to the room and found

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

There's no electricity here.

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

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

bed, waiting for

not let her

sat on the bed for less than ten minutes before

Kenny Clarke.

Kenny Clarke opened the door and walked in. He held a candle in