Chapter 57 Weird Behavior, Understanding His Intentions

In the next two or three days, Jiang Ning always felt that Liu Mingan's behavior was a little strange.

The most obvious thing was that Liu Mingan would often stare at her unconsciously, mostly when she was reading, thinking that she didn't notice, and Liu Mingan would stare at her face in a daze.

But Jiang Ning was such a sensitive person that she always knew the moment Liu Mingan looked at her. At first, she thought Liu Mingan had something to say to her, so she looked back, but the moment she raised her eyes, Liu Mingan immediately lowered his head to read the book, pretending nothing had happened.

In the past, many people stared at Jiang Ning. When she was still N, she had to fabricate various identities and mingle with people in various occasions when carrying out assassination missions. Some men would look at her like an object, with lust in their eyes and undisguised covetousness on their faces. Jiang Ning would always blind their eyes with a knife before taking their lives.

But Liu Mingan was different. When he looked at Jiang Ning, his eyes were clear and bright like a teenager, and there were some emotions that she couldn't understand. So later Jiang Ning didn't care about him and let him look at her.

If Liu Mingan just liked to look at her, Jiang Ning wouldn't think there was anything wrong, but his weirdness was more than that. Sometimes when the two of them were talking peacefully, Liu Mingan suddenly blushed and turned his head away, not daring to look at her.

At night, when it was time to go to bed, Liu Ming'an lay far away from her, just like the first time he shared the bed with her. He was as stiff as a stone sculpture, and even his breathing was deliberately controlled, highlighting the "cautiousness".

Jiang Ning pondered the cause of Liu Ming'an's change. After thinking about it, she probably guessed that something happened while he was alone in Lingshan Town. But Jiang Ning didn't have such magical powers to know what happened.

Until this day, after dinner, Liu Ming'an lit a lamp to read at night, and Jiang Ning read under the lamp. Under the dim light, the two did their own things and did not disturb each other.

The wind blew outside the window and blew into the house. The weak candlelight swayed gently. Jiang Ning felt her eyes were sore after reading for a while, so she got up and walked to the window and closed it.

From the moment Jiang Ning stood up, she knew that Liu Ming'an's eyes had been on her, without moving for a moment. After closing the window and turning around, Liu Ming'an was still looking at her, and their eyes met unexpectedly. Jiang

Ning didn't react, but Liu Ming'an turned his head to the other side as if he had been caught, avoiding her sight.

Such a big reaction? Jiang Ning thought while returning to the table, supporting her chin with one hand and looking at Liu Ming'an steadily.

"Liu Ming'an, what's so good about the wall?" Seeing that Liu Ming'an was reluctant to turn his head, Jiang Ning asked.

Hearing this, Liu Ming'an quickly lowered his head again, staring at the pages of the book spread out on the table, and covered up: "No, my neck is sore after reading for a long time, and I want to move around."

Jiang Ning narrowed her eyes. If she didn't have such a strong desire to explore before, she wouldn't care no matter how ridiculous the reasons Liu Ming'an gave were. But for some reason, she just wanted to find out the reason.

Liu Ming'an was pretending to read a book to calm himself down, just like before. He couldn't help but want to see Jiang Ning and pay attention to her every move, but he was afraid that she would notice and hate him, so he had to guard his thoughts carefully. It really fits the saying "Enter my lovesick door, and you will know my lovesickness pain."

"Liu Ming'an."

Jiang Ning's voice suddenly rang in his ears, and Liu Ming'an's heart tightened. The next moment, a slightly cold hand clamped his chin, forcing him to raise his head and look Jiang Ning in the eye.

"What's wrong with you? You've been acting weird these two days." Liu Ming'an heard Jiang Ning ask.

Jiang Ning was standing next to Liu Ming'an. One of them was sitting and the other was standing. One of them leaned forward slightly while the other was forced to look up. The distance between them was very close. Liu Ming'an felt that he could hear his own heartbeat.

Jiang Ning looked at Liu Ming'an and lowered his eyes. He didn't look at her. He replied, "No, you think too much."

"Then why do you keep looking at me?" Jiang Ning asked again.

Liu Ming'an suddenly felt his face getting hot, but he still denied it stubbornly, "No, don't think about it."

"Heh!" Liu Ming'an only heard a sneer, and then he heard Jiang Ning say in an imperative tone, "Liu Ming'an, look at me."

Liu Ming'an raised his eyes in panic and saw Jiang Ning leaning over to approach him. In the blink of an eye, the two were only a few feet away, and even their breathing was entangled.

The night light was dim, Jiang Ning didn't want to miss a single expression of Liu Ming'an, but she didn't expect that this action would make Liu Ming'an dare not even breathe.

"What happened on the day you went to Lingshan Town? Did you encounter any difficulties? Tell me and I may be able to help you." Jiang Ning changed her tough attitude just now, lowered her voice and persuaded her, and her tone could be called gentle.

Liu Ming'an stared at Jiang Ning blankly, and he didn't know where to start with all the mixed feelings in his heart. The struggle in his eyes was clear to Jiang Ning.

But in the end, Liu Ming'an just replied: "Jiang Ning, I'm fine."

"Liu Ming'an, you are lying." Jiang Ning said firmly.

Liu Ming'an closed his eyes, stretched out his hand to hold Jiang Ning's hand that was holding his chin, and said seriously: "Jiang Ning, thank you."

Thank you for coming to me.

Thank you for caring about me.

Jiang Ning looked at Liu Ming'an in surprise, and found that his eyes were full of emotions that she could not understand. Her hand was held tightly by him, and Liu Ming'an's warm body temperature came through the back of his hand. Jiang Ning suddenly didn't want to question him anymore.

"Forget it." Jiang Ning said softly, and at the same time withdrew her hand, sat on the other side of the table, and continued to read the previous book.

Liu Ming'an followed Jiang Ning's eyes, and saw her sit back in her original position and continue reading. He pulled the corners of his mouth, and his smile was a bit bitter.

When it was late at night and everyone was asleep, Jiang Ning, who had been lying quietly, opened her eyes in the dark.

Liu Ming'an beside her was already asleep with his arms around her. Jiang Ning gently pulled out her arm and got out of bed.

The room was pitch black, and she couldn't see her hand in front of her. Jiang Ning groped her way to the box by the wall.

"Click!"

A light sound rang in the silent room. Jiang Ning tried to open her eyes wide to see what was in the box, but it was too dark. Everything was in vain. She could only reach out and grope in the dark. She remembered that Liu Ming'an had secretly put in a piece of paper that day.

Found it!

Jiang Ning touched the thin paper at the bottom of the box and took it out gently. Then, with a thought, she appeared in the bamboo house in the space. The space was always bright. Jiang

Ning couldn't wait to pick up the paper and unfold it. However, she saw only one poem written on the paper: Water is like the waves of the eyes, and the mountains are like the peaks of the eyebrows.

It was obviously Liu Mingan's handwriting.

Jiang Ning knew the meaning of this poem. It was nothing more than describing a woman with eyebrows as high as mountains and eyes as beautiful as autumn waves. But why did Liu Mingan write this?

Could it be that he fell in love with some girl?

Liu Mingan's words and deeds in the past few days flashed through her mind, and Jiang Ning suddenly had some guesses. Her heart, which had always been as calm as water, began to beat uncontrollably.

Jiang Ning exhaled slowly, holding a trace of luck, and pulled out the paper below.

On the snow-white rice paper, "Jiang Ning" leaned against the door and looked at Jiang Ning, shattering her last fantasy.

Liu Mingan likes her!

No wonder.

Everything made sense.

Jiang Ning stood there blankly with the two pieces of paper. For the first time in her life, she felt so helpless.

When Jiang Ning came out of the space, she put the two pieces of paper back to their original place and lay down on the bed again. Unaware of this, Liu Mingan moved over in his sleep and slept soundly while holding her hand.

"Why do you like me?" Jiang Ning turned her head and looked at Liu Mingan's side sleeping silhouette, her voice so low that it was almost inaudible.

After a long time, Jiang Ning's whispers rang out in the darkness again, sounding like a helpless sigh.

"You shouldn't have such thoughts about me."