"Who knew Lu Yuqing was so steady," he said with a somewhat plaintive tone, "Forget it, Old Ma, don't come over. I want to be alone for the night. It's also too late for you; go home and rest early. What if Qingqing wakes up in the morning and doesn't see you again? She'll start making a fuss."
"Oh..." Ma Xudong paused for a moment, then forced a bitter smile, "Alright then, Yuqing, sorry to have made you feel aggrieved; I'll make it up to you."
"What's this about making it up? It's fine..."
"Okay, you go to bed early then. From the tone of your voice, it seems like you're about to fall asleep?"
"Mhm, that's right..."
"Well then! You head back to the city tomorrow. I'll stay in the Provincial City for a couple of days, spend some time with Qingqing, and let's all go back to my parents' place over the weekend; we can have a meal together."
"That works."
