The Third Wheel

On the other end of the phone, Mo Lingtian was silent for a while., "Alright...I'll help you to ask him…"

"Thank you, good night!"

"Good night…"

After ending the call, Mo Lingtian flung his phone away and lit a cigarette. He lay on the sofa and smoked quietly.

The atmosphere in the room was cold and silent.

After some time, the man suddenly kicked the table in front of him. There was a loud crash. The living room turned into a mess and sparks flew out of the huge screen of the TV.

Mo Lingtian's anger faded away sometime later. He took a deep breath and picked up his phone to call Lu Tingxiao.

"Hey, Lu Tingxiao, we're going camping tomorrow. Don't you dare tell me that you're unavailable! If not, I'll fight you right now!" Mo Lingtian's voice sounded agitated.

"What's wrong?" Lu Tingxiao asked in his usual flat tone.

"Nothing! Just come! If not, our friendship ends right here! That's all, bye!" Mo Lingtian ended the call.