Lu Yinxing never realized she grinds her teeth and talks in her sleep.
But she knew she was a restless sleeper.
Xia Ye preferred to squeeze into the sofa rather than share a room with her.
It must have been pretty serious.
Lu Yinxing felt a bit embarrassed.
Living under someone else's roof and occupying his bed.
But she still said, "You're lying, I don't grind my teeth or talk in my sleep."
The concert was about to begin today.
Lu Yinxing couldn't even recall how she got through the day today.
It seemed like once she got to the company, everything turned chaotic.
Confirming the final schedule, putting on makeup, and the last rehearsal.
By the time it was seven in the evening.
The Blue Hall was open.
Gradually, many people came into the Blue Hall.
Lu Yinxing was in the backstage, getting styled.
The rest of them were also in the room.
Yin Yifan was already used to opening concerts.
So he was composed and tried his best to help the other members adjust their mindsets.
