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.

forehead, tucked the quilt

the door holding the cat, holding a long cigarette stick in his hand, and

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

he walked over to the old

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

Kenny Clarke said quietly:

man seemed to just ask casually. After taking a

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

answered very simply: "For

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

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

...

Taylor woke up, it

She opened her eyes for a while to adjust the light, then she vaguely saw

would see every morning

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

After the senses returned, she felt

been half-dried by her body temperature.

seemed that Kenny Clarke came to her!

she slowed down for a few seconds before getting out

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

and found that the old man

it was only a short answer, Gloria Taylor also heard that it was Kenny Clarke's voice.

was about to go downstairs.

only wearing a shirt at this time, and quickly

switch, but there was no light in

There's no electricity here.

serious mudslides in the past few days, power outages

many things in the room, she fumbled around

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

not let her stay for long.

She sat on the bed for less than ten minutes

was Kenny Clarke.

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