Bab 374: Trust me, I won't let you get hurt

The place where the two agreed to meet wasn't far.

In fact, they didn't live far from each other, so after about ten minutes, they met in a small park near Fifth Street.

Louis, standing in the cold wind, looked a bit hesitant.

It reminded Sam of something—how Louis had been all day. He had been listless, not his usual self, joking around with Sam.

Louis walked up and saw Sam sitting on a bench, waiting.

Sam, wearing a large trench coat, looked particularly like an assassin from some movie with his handsome, stern face.

"Uh... you haven't been waiting long, have you?"

Louis's usual playful smile was replaced with a guilty one, obvious to anyone.

Sam looked at him and said, "Sit down, let's talk."

Louis hesitated but sat down, looking particularly anxious.

Men are easier to read, especially boys at this age, who can't hide their feelings well.

"Talk... about what?"

He asked.