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.

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

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

cigarettes he grew, unprocessed,

he walked over to the old man and sat down.

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

Clarke said quietly: "No."

ask casually. After taking a very enjoyable sip, he asked aloud.

remained unchanged:

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

Kenny Clarke answered very simply: "For something."

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

him was very tall, with big eyes and a strong heroic spirit. The rough clothes on

...

Taylor woke up, it was dim insight.

for a while to adjust the light, then she vaguely saw the furnishings in the

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

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

returned, she felt the towel on her forehead.

half-dried by her

seemed that Kenny Clarke

slowed down for a few seconds

intermittent voice of the old man came downstairs, and the voice of a young man was mixed in it.

the

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

She was overjoyed and was about to

steps 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 door.

was no light

There's no electricity here.

in the past few days,

not many things in the room, she fumbled

had to return to the bed, waiting for

Clarke did not let her stay for

She sat on the bed for less than ten minutes before she

Kenny

and walked in. He held a candle