"Season 1: Heart Break"
"Season 2: You Are Handsome"
Jiang Cheng stood outside, overcome with emotion, tears streaming down her face. She knocked on the door.
Lan Wangji, opened it, concerned about his features. "Jiang Cheng, what's wrong?" he asked.
Jiang Cheng's eyes welled up with tears as she stood there, cradling her twin babies in her arms.
Lan Wangji's expression softened. "Wei Ying!" he called out.
From inside, Wei Ying paused the movie he was watching and looked up, curiosity on his face. "What's going on?" he asked, rising from the couch.
Lan Wangji gestured toward Jiang Cheng and the babies. "It's Jiang Cheng. She needs you."
Wei Ying's expression turned worried as he hurried toward the door.
Meanwhile, Lan Xichen remained oblivious to the unfolding scene.
Wei Ying sat beside Jiang Cheng and gently took one of the babies into his arms. "What happened? Why are you crying?" he asked softly, wiping away Jiang Cheng's tears.
Jiang Cheng's voice trembled as she spoke, her gaze drifting to the babies. "Xichen...hehe..." A mixture of sadness and longing laced her words.
Wei Ying's expression turned concerned. "What about Xichen? Is everything okay between you two?" he asked, his voice filled with empathy..
Jiang Cheng remained silent, his eyes welling up with tears.
Wei Ying and Lan Wangji exchanged a knowing glance, choosing not to press the issue.
Days passed, and Jiang Cheng continued living with Wei Ying and Lan Wangji. The tension within him grew, but he found solace in their company.
The next morning, Lan Xichen arrived, searching for Jiang Cheng. But he was nowhere to be found.
"Where's Cheng?" Lan Xichen asked, his voice laced with concern.
Wei Ying's expression remained neutral. "He's not here."
Lan Xichen's eyes narrowed. "What do you mean he's not here? Where did he go?"
Lan Wangji intervened, his tone calm. "Jiang Cheng needed space. We're giving it to him."
Lan Xichen's face twisted in concern, but after ensuring Jiang Cheng and the babies were safe, he nodded curtly. "Ok, fine." He turned to leave.
one morning, Wei Ying walked into the nursery to find Jiang Cheng staring blankly at the babies.
"Cheng, aren't they adorable?" Wei Ying asked, smiling.
Jiang Cheng's expression remained confused. "Whose...whose children are these?"
Wei Ying's heart sank. "They're yours, Cheng. Your babies."
Jiang Cheng's eyes widened in shock. "My babies? I...I don't remember."
Lan Wangji appeared at Wei Ying's side, concern etched on his face. "Cheng, do you remember giving birth?"
Jiang Cheng shook his head, tears streaming down his face. "No...I don't remember anything."
Wei Ying's voice trembled. "Cheng, you're their father. You've been taking care of them since they were born."
Jiang Cheng's gaze drifted to the babies, but his eyes held no recognition. One baby started crying, hungry for milk. Wei Ying saw Jiang Cheng's confusion.
"Feed the baby," Wei Ying said gently.
Jiang Cheng looked worried. "Okay, where is the milk bottle?"
Wei Ying's expression turned somber. "Cheng, you're the one who's been nursing them. You're their source of milk."
