I saw a group of policemen holding guns, walking out silently from a hidden corner, their steps were steady but with an unquestionable sense of oppression.

The man's organs shrank suddenly, and almost subconsciously, he shouted at the top of his voice: "There are police."

The sound was particularly abrupt in the silent night, breaking the original silence.

At the same time, a biting cold wind whistled past the top of the tall building, chilling the bones.

The man's head suddenly uttered this shout. He was bending over to pull the two children up, but his head suddenly relaxed as if he had been scalded.

Shen Jinnan and Shen Jinxi's bodies lost support in an instant and fell straight down again.

The fear of weightlessness made their faces pale, tears welled up uncontrollably, and they could only look at the men with tears in their eyes, shaking their heads desperately, their eyes full of pleading and despair.

The man looked at the two children, his heart seemed to be stabbed by something, and a complex and indistinguishable emotion quickly flashed through his eyes, including struggle, guilt, and a hint of determination.

He opened his mouth, his throat seemed to be blocked, and he stammered for a long while: "Don't blame me, blame your parents for not keeping their promise."

The voice sounded particularly thin amidst the sound of the wind, revealing a powerlessness that even he himself could not convince himself of.

As soon as he finished speaking, he tremblingly took out a folded bag from his pocket and picked up the rope that was holding the lives of the two children.

At this moment, his forehead was covered with beads of sweat, mixed with cold sweat and sliding down his cheeks.

Zhou Yanchen and Shen Qingli were rushing to the top of the building in a hurry, each step was quick and heavy.

They know very well that every second of delay puts the children in greater danger.

On the roof, the man's body was shaking violently, and the folds in his body were being cut with difficulty on the hemp rope.

The hemp rope had been cut in half and made a creaking sound as it could not bear the weight.

Shen Jinnan and Shen Jinxi looked at each other in despair, their mouths sealed tightly with glue.

Try as they might, they could only utter faint whimpers, which seemed so helpless amid the howling wind, as if they were life's last struggle.

The man's breathing became more and more rapid, his eyes full of panic and struggle.

He knew what a cruel thing he was doing, but something happened to his brother.

They can't escape.

The flesh inside his body was still being cut mechanically, and every cut made him struggle inside.

Zhou Yanchen and Shen Qingli rushed to the top of the building, and their heavy breathing resumed. The scene before them was like a heavy hammer, hitting them hard on the top of their heads.

The cold wind was like a knife, cutting their cheeks and even their bodies.

The two children were hanging outside the building, swaying as if they were about to fall. The thin rope creaked in the wind as if it could not bear the weight, and it seemed like it would break at any moment.

"Little treasure, little treasure..." Shen Qingli's voice was instantly choked with sobs. This cry was filled with a mother's deepest fear and love, and it was the despair that burst out from the depths of her soul.

Hearing the sound, the man's body trembled violently, and the rope that maintained the lives of the two children was now only a small strand left, so fragile that it seemed that it would break if he breathed lightly.

The man's eyes were filled with fear and panic. He was like a trapped beast that was cornered. He pointed his sword at Zhou Yanchen who was rushing towards him, and roared in a trembling but ferocious voice:

"Hold on! If you take another step forward, they will fall down. This is the top floor, and falling down will kill them directly."

Shen Qingli looked at the two children still hanging outside, tears bursting out like a dam. Her legs became weak and she could hardly stand. She cried and begged:

"I beg you, please don't hurt them, they are only five years old, they don't understand anything."

"Would you let me replace them?"

The despair and helplessness in that voice are enough to break anyone with a conscience.

Zhou Yanchen's eyes were as sharp as a hawk's. He knew very well that he had to remain calm at this moment.

Seeing that Shen Qingli's words attracted the man's attention, he quietly went around from the other side, taking every step carefully, for fear of disturbing the man and causing irreversible consequences.

When he saw the rope was about to break, he had only one thought in his mind: save the child! He didn't care about anything else and rushed there like an arrow.

Just when the rope was about to break, Zhou Yanchen reached out as quickly as possible to grab the rope. His body was in great pain due to the huge impact, but his voice was extremely firm: "Little treasure, little treasure, don't be afraid, mom and dad are here to save you."

Looking at the wounds on the two children, Zhou Yanchen felt as if his heart was pierced by thousands of needles, and he was in so much pain that he couldn't breathe.

"Don't be afraid, babies. Daddy will pull you up now."

The man was completely panicked when he saw a group of people rushing towards him. In a hurry, he picked up the sword in his hand and stabbed Zhou Yanchen's shoulder.

A sharp pain came instantly, Zhou Yanchen's body shook violently, the rope in his body loosened, and the bodies of Shen Jinnan and Shen Jinxi fell down for a moment.

At that moment, time seemed to freeze, and all my emotions were in my throat.

Zhou Yanchen gritted his teeth, endured the severe pain in his body, and quickly tightened the rope again.

There were beads of sweat on his forehead, and his face was as pale as paper, but his eyes were full of determination.

At this moment, the police arrived in time and subdued the man with well-trained methods.

Everyone worked together and carefully pulled the two children up.

Shen Qingli staggered to the children, his legs went limp, and he knelt on the ground.

Her legs were shaking, she wanted to touch the children but was afraid to hurt them.

The family quickly untied the ropes on the two children. When Zhou Yanchen was about to take off his clothes to keep the children warm, he felt a dampness on his back.

He didn't have time to think about it and immediately said, "Chang You, take off your coat and give it to me."

Hearing the sound, Chang You and Pei Xiao took off their coats and passed them over without hesitation.

Zhou Yanchen wrapped the two children gently with clothes and kept soothing them: "Little baby, little baby. It's okay. You are safe. Mom and Dad will take you home now."

Shen Qingli sat on the bed in a daze, unable to speak for a long time. The thrilling scene just now almost frightened her to death.

If Pei Yike hadn't been there to support her, she would have probably fainted.

Shen Jinxi looked at Zhou Yanchen weakly, forced a smile with difficulty, and asked in a weak voice: "Are you really our father?"

Zhou Yanchen's eyes were red, and he nodded vigorously, his voice choking with sobs: "Yes, I am, I am, Dad will protect you well in the future, and this kind of thing will not happen again."

Shen Jinnan and Shen Jinxi suffered from hypothermia due to hanging outside the building for a long time, and were rushed to a nearby hospital.