The moment Jing Zhiyuan was stunned, he felt as if his heart had been hit by a bullet and lost the ability to beat within a few seconds. When the bullet passed through the hall, the blood pumped out of his heart lost its direction and rushed through his body, setting off huge waves.
What was hidden in that glass of wine was not only his heartbeat and liking, but also all the restless desires about Li Ke that he had in his adolescence.
Intention: He said: you are home for me.