Zhang Fengxi's heart pounded like a beast against his ribcage as he climbed the stone staircase heading toward the mausoleum, taking two steps at once.
The barrier he installed around the mausoleum kept it off-limits to everyone, except for him and his children, of course. He had never once thought that the boys would crawl up as soon as they learned how to walk.
His heart almost stopped when he saw the mausoleum's door stand ajar, allowing the outsiders barely a glimpse into the interior. It was so heavy, but the two boys managed to push it open.
Zhang Fengxi staggered toward the door and pushed it slightly wider, enough for him to enter.
The twin babies were indeed inside.
They managed not only to enter the mausoleum but also to climb onto the bed. When Zhang Fengxi arrived, they were napping peacefully against their mother's chest.
Anger and grief intertwined, coalescing into a clandestine fire that soared within his chest.
