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"Of course I notice," Nezha shrugged. "Every time you look at me with that expression, I feel like a clueless child. I know I don't always do my best, but does that mean I'm some kind of idiot who knows nothing?"
Ao Bing fell silent for a moment, seemingly processing Nezha's words. Finally, he nodded. "You're right; I can be too strict at times. I'll keep that in mind."
Nezha grinned. "That's good. Since it's an Agreement, both sides need to adhere to it, right?"
Ao Bing smiled slightly. "Exactly."
For the next hour, the two sat together, discussing the terms of the Agreement point by point. Initially, the atmosphere was a bit tense, but as their discussion deepened, they began to understand each other's perspectives, and the mood gradually lightened.
"Regarding the schedule," Ao Bing said while looking at the computer screen, "I think we should avoid playing games or making loud noises after eleven on weekdays. On weekends, we could extend it to midnight. How does that sound?"
Nezha pondered for a moment. "What about special circumstances? Like on the last day of a ranking match?"
Ao Bing thought for a moment. "You can let me know a day in advance; I'll be prepared. But it can't exceed twice a month."
Nezha nodded. "That’s acceptable. What about in the mornings? I know you're used to waking up early, but sometimes I really need to sleep in a bit longer, especially after staying up late."
"I'll try to be quiet," Ao Bing promised, "but if you're not up by nine, I'll wake you because your class usually starts at nine-thirty."
"That works," Nezha agreed. "But could you be a bit gentler when you wake me? Last time you just yanked my blanket off and nearly gave me a heart attack."
Ao Bing's lips curled into a slight smile. "I'll consider it."
"Regarding the hygiene standards," Nezha pointed at the screen, "I think the definition of 'keeping personal areas tidy' is too vague. What does tidy even mean? By your standards, I might never meet the requirement."
Ao Bing thought for a moment. "Then we can be more specific: clothes should be hung on hangers or put in the closet, not left scattered on the bed or chairs; books and stationery should be returned to their places after use; food scraps must be cleaned up promptly and not left until the next day."
"I can manage those," Nezha nodded, "but sometimes I come back tired. Can we have a 'grace period'? For instance, I could temporarily leave things out but promise to tidy them up by the next morning."
Ao Bing considered it. "That's acceptable, but it can't extend beyond noon the next day."
Nezha raised his hand. "Deal!"
Thus, the two discussed various points one by one, from daily schedules and hygiene standards to shared space usage, volume control, visitor regulations, and respect for personal space. Each point was thoroughly debated and compromised upon, ultimately resulting in an agreement both could accept.
"Alright, let me organize this and print it out," Ao Bing said, his fingers flying over the keyboard.
Before long, a new agreement was ready. Ao Bing printed it out and handed it to Nezha for review. Nezha read through it carefully and nodded in satisfaction.
"This looks much more reasonable," he said with a smile, "but there's one more thing I'd like to add."
Ao Bing raised an eyebrow. "What condition?"
"At least one day a week, we should do something together," Nezha said earnestly. "Watching a movie, playing soccer, having a meal—anything really. Just... don't let us always be busy with our own things like two strangers."
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