As soon as Choi Seung-cheol lost his strength, Song Sheng-shi immediately squatted down to support his brother. Just as he helped his brother stand steadily, several more arms appeared on his shoulders.

There were cries in my ears.

Other teammates also came over following the sound.

There were a few children in the team who were really crying and making loud sounds.

Song Shengshi rarely found himself at the center of such an emotional whirlpool, so he felt a little helpless.

He struggled to pat Fu Shengkuan, who was crying on his shoulder, and comforted him.

"It's okay, don't be sad, I'm fine."

Li Shuomin also choked and sobbed, raised his face from Song Shengshi's shoulder, looked at Song Shengshi's face, his mouth pursed, and tears came out again.

"It's so scary, wuwu Shengshi, luckily you're okay." Kwon Soonyoung leaned on Song Shengshi's back, crying loudly.

Song Shengshi rarely found himself at the center of everyone's emotions like this, so he was a little at a loss for a moment. He felt like his hands were not enough, and he was afraid to clap here and there.

There were some extroverted children in the team, but naturally there were also some introverted ones. Although they were so excited that they wanted to cry, they saw that Song Shengshi was unable to bear it anymore.

So no matter how many words I had to say, I kept them deep in my heart. I raised my head with red eyes and blinked at the stars in the sky.

Perhaps affected by the atmosphere, Song Shengshi felt like crying for some reason.

It was obvious that the longest time they were apart was less than a day, and even the members who were together in the afternoon were separated for less than 6 hours.

Song Shengshi thought of the two cats and one dog who witnessed him being abducted. He thought that they must be scared, so he stuck his head out and smiled at them standing on the periphery.

"I'm sorry if I scared you, don't worry, I'm fine."

"Your forehead is bleeding, it looks so painful." Kim Min-kyu said with a sad face.

"It's okay. You shouldn't be the one to apologize. The kidnappers should be the ones to apologize!" Wen Junhui's heart was at ease when he saw Song Shengshi appear safely in front of him. But when he saw the wounds on Song Shengshi's forehead and body, he became angry again.

Li Zhixun didn't say anything, just stood there and looked at Song Shengshi.

Seeing this, Song Shengshi touched the wound on his forehead with his hand, which had solidified, and then said to them with a smile: "It's okay, it's just a minor wound, it will scab over now."

"This is a minor injury, what about here?"

Li Zhixun finally spoke, walked forward, pulled up the hand that Song Shengshi had hidden at his side, and gently spread out his palm.

There was a hideous wound on the palm of his hand, bruises on the finger joints, scratches on his arm, and even blood between his fingers.

Li Zhixun's hands were already fair, slender and beautiful, which made Song Shengshi's hands look even more dirty and torn.

This was the one he had washed. He should have washed it for a little longer. Song Shengshi felt a little depressed.

His normal dominant hand is his right hand, but every time he beats someone up, he uses his left hand to exert force.

Li Zhixun stared at Song Shengshi's hand in silence, not knowing what he was thinking. He gently raised his other hand and touched the wound on the palm with his fingers.

Song Shengshi curled up his hands but did not run away.

He was injured because of himself, Li Zhixun thought, and withdrew his hand.

He was right next to me, why didn't I hold him back?

An inexplicable sour feeling arose in Li Zhixun's heart. He gently let go of Song Shengshi's hand and took a step back.

"I'm sorry I didn't hold you back."

If I didn't hold you, what right do I have to ask for your love?

He blinked, turned around and tried to leave.

The back of the clothes was pulled.

Song Shengshi grabbed Li Zhixun with his injured hand, then pulled back hard, pulling Li Zhixun back into his arms.

"It's okay bro, I should have stood closer to you."

He hugged Lee Ji-hoon tightly.

Lee Ji-hoon, the all-around ACE producer of Seventeen, has a strong perception, a sensitive mind and rich emotions, which is why he has created so many emotionally-charged works.

However, such emotional people are particularly bad at expressing their emotions to people close to them.

Fortunately, he met teammates, family, friends and Cara who understood him and were able to understand the vitality and endless love hidden in his lyrics.

This was what Kara said about Li Zhixun in her previous life.

Song Shengshi didn't know.

He only knew that his brother was sad.

You have to be coaxed.

Except for the time when he won first place, this was the first time since his debut that Lee Ji-hoon cried in front of all the members without drinking.

I guess I'll be laughing until I'm 70.

The police officers also came over one after another, and under the guidance of Song Shengshi, they found the kidnapper who had turned into a mosaic.

Seeing the tragic situation in the house, the old police officer couldn't help but burst out with a curse: "Damn it, are you still alive?"

Once we confirmed that he was still breathing, we sent in young police officers to clean up the mess and take out both the person and the human debris.

The young policeman was trembling when he came out of the house.

I don’t know what was going on in my mind. I didn’t dare to look at Song Shengshi. I trembled and went to the other side to hide next to the old policeman.

Song Shengshi and his group were originally going to go back to the police station to take notes, but Song Shengshi was too tired and asked if it would be possible tomorrow. The young police officer did not dare to refuse and agreed.

Then they left together.

After Song Shengshi and the others left, the blond boy who was sitting on the ground stood up and looked in the direction they left.

The little sister came over, took her brother's hand, and then looked up at the blond boy.

"Emily, my brother seems to have found something interesting."

The Adam's apple moved up and down, making a swallowing motion, and the blond boy's injured left eye suddenly opened at this moment.

Unlike his blue right eye, his left eye turned into the same light brown agate color as Song Shengshi.

"What's interesting? Toys?" Emily shook her brother's hand, but her brother didn't respond, so she looked up.

"elder brother?"

"No, it's delicious."

"Wow, I want to eat too, brother, I'm so hungry..."

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