Fall in love even with low EQ [Quick Transmigration]

Since I am so unhappy, then simply toss until everyone is unhappy.

Feng Wu, who was dressed in a cowboy outfit, raised his chin, pointed at Ouyang Ting in the gesture of drawing a gun and shooting: "On the count of three, shoot at the same time——"

"Change."

"Oh, I like this one!" Feng Wu, who has changed into a street mix-and-match style of a ruffian, swayed from side to side triumphantly.

"Change."

A burgundy shirt, a weird silk bow tie, and Feng Wu, who is wearing a woolen cap, is pulling on the suspenders of his trousers, pretending to shake the retro briefcase in his hand: "This way I won't be able to play the guitar."

"……Change."

Feng Wu, who boldly matched with a candy-colored shirt in a slim dress, hooked his tie and raised his eyebrows arrogantly: "Love me, are you scared?"

"Change!"

Ouyang Ting rubbed his forehead, turned his head and said to the shopping guide lady with a strange smile on her face, "Please try on the one I chose for him."

... an hour, no, maybe two hours later.

Feng Wu with a tired face appeared again waving his hands: "You must swear this is the last one!"

Ouyang Ting finally left the sofa where he had been sitting for a long time, got up and walked in front of him without saying a word.

Feng Wu moaned in pain: "Even if I offend you, you don't have to—"

"Shut up." Ouyang Ting frowned, "Stand up straight."

Feng Wu took a deep breath and tried to straighten his waist.

The simple pure white shirt looks much more pleasing to the eye, and the khaki trousers are casually rolled up to reveal the slender ankles, and the hollow-wing brogue derby shoes on his feet make him look a little leisurely.but--

"Socks?" Ouyang Ting frowned

"Boss, if you still remember that I was wearing sneakers before."

Ouyang Ting turned back blankly: "Excuse me, the matching socks and belt."

"Belt?!" Feng Wu nearly popped his eyes out.

"Shirt tucked into trousers."

"What era are you an antique from!" Feng Wu grabbed it angrily and stuffed it indiscriminately.

Ouyang Ting sighed, and stretched out his hand to straighten his clothes: "The bastard child who will only cause headaches for adults."

"Hey you--"

"do not move."

Feng Wu was so shocked that he didn't know what to say for a while, he was at a loss as he watched the other party pull up his clothes naturally and put them back again.

Slightly cold fingers caressed his waist, and the small piece of skin involuntarily and untimely itched.He dodged uncomfortably and wanted to avoid it, but was directly held back and couldn't move. At the same time, he received a threatening stare: "Don't move."

Feng Wu watched him take the belt and fasten it for him, the distance was so close that he could easily smell the other person's breath.It's a cold and cool feeling, but it's too shallow.Feng Wu lowered his eyes, fixedly looking at his ears, hair tips, and a little bit of his side face.The next moment, he clearly felt his gentle and warm breath caressing the skin on the side of his waist through the light shirt again, this time... he found it difficult to straighten his body.

After tidying up, Ouyang Ting stood still and looked around for a moment, then raised his hand to comb his hair back, exposing his forehead and eyes.After scrutinizing it carefully for a while, I realized that my eyes were too easily attracted by the mole at the corner of his eye.

well.

Feng Wu's back was shivering from his complicated and playful eyes, and he couldn't help but stretch out his hand to push him: "What are you looking at?!"

"Look for yourself." Ouyang Ting took him by the hand and turned back.

"Fuck! Who the hell is this?!"

Ouyang Ting frowned and pushed the back of his head: "Image."

Feng Wu stared at the mirror and rolled his eyes: "Okay, boss!"

Ouyang Ting bent his lips, looking at the unconvinced Feng Wu, he planned to explain for the first time: "Since it's not GlamMetal, there's no need to maintain some exaggerated appearance."

Feng Wu was startled, and Ouyang Ting signaled to take another seven or eight pieces of clothing of the same type to pay the bill: "Well done, Neo-Classical is not without market space."

Feng Wu grabbed his left hand subconsciously: "You—"

"Huh?" Ouyang Ting was busy signing the bill, but didn't push him away.

...you really understand my music, you really understand what I want to do?Fengwu couldn't speak, and always felt afraid to hear the answer.In a daze, Ouyang Ting had finished dealing with the follow-up matters, and left the shop with him.

"What did you want to say just now?"

Feng Wu glanced at a perfume shop that he just passed: "What brand do you use?"

"I don't need it." Ouyang Ting also saw the store, but walked to the other side.

Feng Wu looked at the shop with only one word "fa" in its name: "No!"

"you need to."

"I don't!" Feng Wu took a step back in horror and hugged his head.

Ouyang Ting directly dragged him in and sat down on the chair: "At first I only planned to cut it short, but now I think bald head is also a good choice."

"Obviously everything the wise and powerful boss says is right!!!"

Ouyang Ting glanced at him again and suddenly smiled: "It's a lie."

"No, no!"

"Then why are you blushing?"

Feng Wu turned his head viciously, Sunglasses 246, please keep looking at the world as an unhappy person, okay?It's okay to laugh P laugh!Madan's blush... must be because of the summer heat!

Today is the hottest day! ! !

Sending the muttering Feng Wu back to the company directly to Zhang Yang, Ouyang Ting drove all the way out of the city.

After driving eastward for about an hour, I turned off at a place on the left side of the road that looked like a resort hotel or a nursing home.

Stopping in front of the gate, Ouyang Ting lowered the window and handed out a magnetic card: "Thank you."

"Welcome to come for a follow-up visit, Mr. Ou." The security staff at the door scanned and verified, and handed it back after registration.

Ouyang Ting took it and put it away: "Is Dr. Durand there?"

"He... is in the laboratory now. I have notified him, and he asked you to go directly to his office in Building 3."

"OK, thanks."

Ouyang Ting drove to the designated location, parked the car, and went upstairs. As soon as he got out of the elevator, someone smiled and said, "Ou, you're here."

"Hello, Dr. Durand."

"Call me Du, Ou." The tall, bald doctor wearing glasses stretched out his hand and reproached with a slightly accented tone, "This is not the first time we have met, we are friends."

Ouyang Ting shook hands with him: "Okay, Du."

"Come in and sit down. The old rules, let's get the good news first." Dr. Durand opened the door and picked up a folder from the table, "Based on all your previous information and the last inspection report, I'm happy to inform you that you recovering well."

"I'm also very happy to hear that." Ouyang Ting was not too excited.

"The bad news is, my dear Ou, your case continues to confuse our entire group of colleagues." Dr. Durand handed him a glass of water. "I think it is necessary to talk to you again in person."

"As many times as you want." Ouyang Ting took it and didn't drink it, "You know it stems from my accident three years ago."

"Yes, a car accident." Dr. Durand clicked on his surgery report at the time. "It was extremely tragic. That poor Ford car turned into a pile of scrap metal."

"I'm almost scrapped." Ouyang Ting's tone was helpless and flat.

"That's right." Dr. Durand exhaled, "At that time, you wisely chose to jump out of the car in time, and you suffered four fractures all over your body, six stitches for a trauma on the back of your head, additional abrasions and partial burns caused by the explosion, etc. It was a heavy price. During the subsequent two operations and the recovery process, there were also symptoms such as vomiting and hemoptysis, as well as a series of complications." Dr. Durand looked at him with emotion, "But anyway, you survived."

Ouyang Ting hummed: "That's enough."

Dr. Durand turned to look at another record: "From the first time you woke up and could speak, you indicated that you forgot something."

"That's it."

Dr. Durand carefully observed his facial expression: "Because you forgot, you can't say what you want to remember."

Ouyang Ting frowned: "I'm very sure this matter is very important. It concerns one, no, two very important people."

"Yes, that's it!" Dr. Durand checked with interest.

"what?"

"Each time the way you answer. Forgetting an important thing, this part is the same." Dr. Durand repeated slowly, "Involving one, no, two people. Negatives are the same."

"I don't know why this happened." Ouyang Ting nodded and said, "But once I concentrate on thinking, I don't have any more clues."

"A momentary intuition?" Dr. Durand hummed, and hastily recorded a string of words, "You are now aware of your identity..."

"I always thought that my name might be Ouyang Ting, but I am not the same person as the 'Ouyang Ting' in this world, I mean the people around me when I opened my eyes." Ouyang Ting recalled for a moment and said slowly, "I arrived Now I do gradually think of many things about the people around me, but I always feel that...it’s not like I have experienced it myself.”

"The car accident caused your head to be injured, accompanied by bruising, and it is very likely that the memory area will be damaged and cause cognitive impairment." Dr. Durand smiled and comforted, "Besides, our brain is very interesting, it will automatically delete some of it. Things that we don’t think are important, so we don’t necessarily and don’t need to remember everything that happens to us.”

"That's right. But I feel more and more that I have something to do. If I can't finish it, I will even die, as if I really died because of it." Ouyang Ting sighed, "It's a pity I can't think of more, or anything more specific."

"Is that sense of urgency always there?"

"That's it."

"Under what circumstances would you feel this way?"

"Anytime." Ouyang Ting frowned, "I never thought about it deliberately, but it always exists."

Dr. Durand nodded: "And you came back here to take over some work, is it because of this?"

"After all, the car accident was just to catch the plane." Ouyang Ting was a little imperceptibly depressed, "Three years late, directly caused me to face more difficulties in my current work."

"But you can handle it, can't you?" Dr. Durand clapped his hands.

Ouyang Ting bent his lips: "That's right."

"Very good confidence." Dr. Durand paused for a moment before continuing, "Has your feeling changed since you came back?"

"Yes, it's more...complicated and hard to describe. I need some time." Ouyang Ting raised his hand and rubbed his forehead.

Dr. Durand smiled kindly: "No problem."

After a while, Ouyang Ting let go of his hands and said, "I feel that I am close to what I want to do, but at the same time, I have a greater sense of urgency and insecurity, as if my time is limited but I will encounter a huge crisis." Obstacles. Every choice I make must be careful enough, or—"

"It's really going to die."

Ouyang Ting pursed his lips and smiled helplessly.

Dr. Durand smiled kindly and waved his hands: "I guess you have enough security."

"It's not this kind of insecurity." Ouyang Ting analyzed objectively, "Of course, the danger brought by some identities always exists."

"Like the previous car accident?"

"That was indeed an incredible accident."

Dr. Durand thought for a while and said, "Where is that person? You mentioned, which one, or two?"

"This is also a problem that has caused me a lot of headaches recently." Ouyang Ting stopped and took a sip of water, "I think I seem to have found it, but I'm not sure which one is it, or both. The feeling is similar, one is mine My friend, the other is the one I have to be careful about."

"Have you met them already?"

"Yes. One of them makes me feel that getting along is not difficult, but there are no more emotional fluctuations for the time being; while the other..." Ouyang Ting sighed, "It bothers me a lot."

"Need to use words of this magnitude 'troubled'?"

"Perhaps it should be said that whether it is from the perspective of work or his own personality, he is not the type I am very good at dealing with."

Dr. Durand thought for a moment, "How about staying away from him?"

"I will feel that I don't like him again, maybe he will cause trouble." Ouyang Ting coughed lowly, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't speculate about things behind my back like this."

Dr. Durand smiled and shook his head: "No, you are telling your doctor about your condition, not gossip."

Ouyang Ting looked at him and said, "Then, Du, is there any hope for me to be cured?"

"I personally don't think it's some kind of physical disease. However, the continuous advancement of medical technology and the many miracles that have occurred in the past should give you confidence." Dr. Durand turned back to the computer and typed out a medical form, " I recommend that you continue to come regularly, while considering the addition of some therapeutic components."

"I'm glad you didn't think of me as a lunatic." Ouyang Ting took it over, but he didn't feel much relieved.

Dr. Durand smiled, and then patted him on the shoulder: "If I wasn't a doctor who knew about your condition, I would think that what you need most now is an emotional counselor."

"Ok?"

"Have a very good fiancée, but find that he is tempted by another beautiful girl."

Ouyang Ting looked expressionlessly at Dr. Durand, who was shaking with laughter, and said, "Goodbye."