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 the quilt corner for her, then he went

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

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

walked over to the old man and sat down.

to Kenny Clarke: "Do you

Clarke said quietly: "No."

wife?" The old man seemed to just ask casually. After taking

expression remained unchanged: "She's

are you doing here?" The old man knocked on his cigarette stick and looked up at

answered very simply: "For

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

and a strong heroic spirit. The rough clothes on him could not conceal the extravagance on him. He was not an ordinary person

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up, it was dim insight.

a while to adjust the light, then

the ceiling that she would see every morning

bed and looked out, but only saw something similar to a cabinet, and the room still smelled

the senses returned, she felt the towel

half-dried by her

it seemed that Kenny

up, her head dizzy, she slowed down for

old man came downstairs, and the

that the old man had spoken a long

Taylor also heard that it was Kenny Clarke's voice.

and was about to go downstairs.

forward, she realized that she was only wearing a shirt at this time, and quickly returned to the room and found the light switch by

the switch, but there was no light in

no electricity

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

the room, she fumbled around

to return to the bed, waiting for Kenny Clarke to come up.

did not let

sat on the bed for less than ten minutes before she heard the footsteps of

It was Kenny Clarke.

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