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.

a wet towel on Gloria Taylor's forehead, tucked the quilt

the cat, holding a long cigarette stick in his hand, and was putting a few pieces

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

over to the old man and sat

cigarette stick to Kenny Clarke: "Do

said quietly: "No."

seemed to just ask casually.

Kenny Clarke's expression remained unchanged:

you doing here?" The old man knocked on

Clarke answered very simply: "For something."

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

heroic spirit. The rough clothes on him could not conceal the extravagance on him.

...

When Gloria Taylor woke up, it

her eyes for a while to adjust 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 tiles.

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

she felt the towel on

towel had been half-dried by her body temperature.

seemed that Kenny Clarke came to

down for a few seconds before getting out of bed and walking towards the

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

found that the old man had spoken a long time before

Although it was only a short answer, Gloria Taylor

was overjoyed and was about to go downstairs.

a shirt at this time, and quickly returned to the room and found the light switch by the door.

switch, but there was no light in

no electricity here.

mudslides in the past

not many things in the room, she fumbled around and found there was no clothes

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

not let her stay for

ten minutes before she heard the footsteps

It was Kenny Clarke.

opened the door and walked in. He held