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.

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

holding the cat, holding a long cigarette stick in

grew, unprocessed, and

imperceptibly, and he walked over to the

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

Kenny Clarke said quietly: "No."

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

remained unchanged: "She's fine."

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

Clarke answered very simply:

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

eyes and a strong heroic spirit. The rough clothes on him could not

...

Gloria Taylor woke up, it was dim

her eyes for a while to adjust the light,

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

in the room. Gloria lay on the bed and looked out, but only

felt the towel on

towel had been half-dried by

seemed that Kenny Clarke came to her!

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

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

by the door listening for a while, and found that the old man

a short answer, Gloria Taylor also heard that

She was overjoyed and was about to go downstairs.

she realized that she was only wearing a shirt at this time, and quickly returned to the

was no light in

no electricity here.

and serious mudslides in the past few days, power outages were reasonable.

room, she fumbled around and

bed, waiting for Kenny Clarke to

Clarke did not let her stay

the bed for less than ten minutes before she heard the footsteps of someone going upstairs.

It was Kenny Clarke.

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