Qiye was still in the thermos box, his tiny hand pressed against the glass. He had grown a bit, and his face looked so much like Tianci's they could have been twins.
Only, Qiye's index finger was shortened and wrapped in gauze.
Over these twenty or so days, every day at the same time Mrs. Bo would send her a video...
Ever since she was released, Qiye had not suffered any more torments.
But Qiye was very thin, not plump and healthy like Tianci; he looked sickly, and his eyes always seemed devoid of energy, as if he was very hopeless.
Having never seen his mother, he must have felt very hopeless...
Tears fell on the video as Li Qiyu watched, "Qiye, I am your mother."
Li Qiyu gently kissed his little face through the phone screen. The videos were usually only 5 minutes long; after watching them, she would lock her phone with a password, which held countless videos of Qiye.
At the same time, she would forward a copy of the videos to Leike, asking him to keep them safe...
