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Li Yuzhe didn't go abroad?

What about mom and dad? The whole family?

If they're in the country, how could they not see the broadcast, how could they not save me?

I ignored the thug by my side, desperately crawled on the ground, found my phone, and with broken fingers, pointed out the Hawaii photo sent to me by Li Yuzhe.

Zoom in, zoom in again.

Then I clearly saw the building in the photo.

This isn't Hawaii at all; this is obviously the beach in our city!

I heard the kidnapper laughing twistedly behind me:

"Hahaha, your parents didn't go abroad at all, they're hiding like cowards! They don't want to save you at all!"

The last string in my mind snapped with a "pop".

This horrifying fact paralyzed me with fear, unable to think even for a second.

I crawled over and picked up the phone with the broadcast, my blood-and-tear-streaked face directly facing the screen, shouting heart-wrenchingly:

"Dad, Mom, it's Xiaowei, can't you see me?"

"My fingers are gone, I'm in so much pain, I'm about to die, do you really not care about me?"

"I am your biological son!"

Meanwhile, the comment section exploded:

[My heart is broken by the child's cries!]

[I am the child's father, you villain, let the child go! I'll pay the ransom!]

[I am the child's mother, release my child, go capture Li Yuzhe!]

[We are all this child's parents, just name your conditions!]

Online, countless uncles and aunts claimed to be my parents.

But my parents never appeared.

In fact, ever since I returned to the Li Family, all I received every day were cold stares and disdain.

When happy, blamed for taking away things from my brother; when sad, called a killjoy.

Yet the innate bond made me long for my parents' affection.

I naively believed that they loved me too.

The kidnapper cut off the live broadcast, mercilessly declaring, "Your parents will not come to save you."

I covered my ears, muttering lifelessly, "No, they must have just not seen it..."

The kidnapper yanked my hair, holding my phone up to my face, taunting:

"How pathetic, a child unloved! Face reality, little boy."

On the phone, Li Yuzhe sent a new video.

In the video, the Li Family was lighting fireworks on the beach.

Amidst the glow of fireworks, the family was joyously barbecuing, raising their glasses, celebrating Li Yuzhe's birthday.

In one corner of the video, a phone casually discarded on the table played the scene of my torment.

My miserable cries drowned in their laughter and joy.

Li Yuzhe quickly retracted the video.

He said mockingly: "Oops, sent it wrong! Dad instructed us all to pretend not to see you."

"Dear little brother, just pretend you didn't see it."

"Ah no, whether you see it or not doesn't matter, after all, you Li Xiaowei are just a rat that can't see the light, soon to die in the gutter."

I collapsed to the ground, my hands trembling uncontrollably, blood gushing from my severed fingers.

But my eye sockets were dry, unable to shed a single tear.

"Do you hate them? Why should they have a happy family while you suffer alone?"

"If I were you, I'd ruthlessly take revenge on them and drag that despicable family to hell!"

The kidnapper gripped my trembling hand, placing a remote control in it.

"As long as you press this button, the video of Li Shaojie and his wife cruelly killing my son will be sent to major video websites, he will be utterly ruined, and will regret ignoring you today."

The kidnapper's eyes were blood-red: "I want Li Shaojie to die at the hands of his own son."