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.

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

the cat, holding a long cigarette stick in his

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

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

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

Kenny Clarke said quietly: "No."

seemed to just ask casually. After

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.

Kenny Clarke answered very simply: "For something."

probably also saw that Kenny Clarke wasn't a talkative person, so

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

...

Taylor woke up, it was dim insight.

adjust the light, then she vaguely saw the

not the ceiling that she would see every morning

decorations in the room. Gloria lay on the bed and looked out, but only saw something similar

returned, she felt the towel

half-dried by her body temperature.

Kenny Clarke

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

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

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

only a short answer, Gloria Taylor also

She was overjoyed and was about

walking two steps forward, she realized that she was only wearing a shirt at this time, and quickly returned

the switch, but there was no light in the

There's no electricity

the past

not many things in the room, she fumbled around and found

the bed, waiting for Kenny Clarke to come

did not let

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

Kenny Clarke.

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