Win Wayne

The playback time of this recording is not too long. After all, even if it looks more after being converted into a text version, it only takes less than 1 minute in the real dialogue rhythm.

Natasha remained silent for a long time after listening to the recording.

Her attitude made Tony flustered.

"What's wrong? What's wrong?" he asked. "I know there must be something wrong, but I can't tell."

"Wen's mental state has deteriorated. She has begun to have thoughts of hurting herself, or has begun to enjoy the harm she is about to suffer." Natasha said calmly, "What she told you is a very typical call for help." Signal."

Tony: "..."

He knew there must be something wrong with the situation, but he didn't realize that the situation would be so serious.

"Why? I didn't feel it. She didn't feel like what you said at all. She didn't look like she was about to collapse." Tony said, "Her words are very organized and her thinking is very logical. Aside from being a little depressed, things really don't go as far as you said."

"She's sick, Tony, we all know." Natasha said calmly, "Mental diseases are very severe for patients, and they are likely to have various sensory disorders, such as feeling happy. Sometimes, they feel like they’re completely outsiders, like when they’re supposed to be sad, and they feel abnormally excited.”

"I don't think she looks like that," Tony said.

"She certainly wouldn't act as if she was ill. The most difficult thing to detect about mental illness is that patients suffer from mental illness without serious impairments in their thinking and logical abilities. They can use logic to understand The fact that 'I have an anomaly' uses logic in interpersonal communication to avoid exposing anomalies."

Natasha's voice was still calm, but Tony felt the danger contained in it.

"So she just..." he murmured.

"Standard call for help." Natasha interrupted him, "Wen is trying to tell you how miserable she is."

Tony lost his language ability: "..."

"...She should know that she can tell the truth to me." Tony said confusedly, it was difficult for him to deny that he was not confused and frustrated by Wen's cover-up, "She should be able to trust me, I —I don't understand, I've never been in front of her..."

"Stop your self-pity, Tony." Natasha Furui, "Let me repeat what we all understand: she's sick. You can't compare her reaction to someone who doesn't have the disease, to the average person For her, the attitude was mistrust and concealment, but to her—"

Natasha took a deep breath, suppressing the tension and anxiety in her heart, and said, "But for Wen, being able to send you a distress signal already represents her trust in you."

"I'll divert the plane to Iceland right away," Tony said quickly. "Where are you? Do you want me to help you prepare anything? Identification documents, private jet, private car or the nearest flight? It's all fine."

"No," said Natasha, trying to control her emotions. "We're not going to Iceland."

Tony: "...are you okay?"

"Your reaction is normal. But a normal reaction is probably the last thing she needs," Natasha said.

She hated the training she had received in the past, hated the "red house" that controlled most of her life or the whole life, but whenever it came to a real critical moment, what made her feel painful and helpless was always that painful period. The experience helped her, let her know what to do next, and how to do it.

Tony reminded: "I'm waiting for you to make it clear."

"For someone like Wen, it's wrong to be overly caring or not at all. What she needs is the most appropriate response, you understand? The most appropriate," Natasha said. "I don't like to say it, but Normal people have a high fault tolerance rate for friends, relatives and lovers, and normal people will be patient and understanding, but for people like Wen, they have exhausted all their energy to control themselves."

"It's already very painful for them to forgive and understand themselves, so it's hard to give more tolerance and understanding to those around them. If you want to maintain a relationship with them, there is nothing wrong - even just once, for the relationship between you Relationships are also devastating."

"I think she's easy to get along with." Tony couldn't help but say.

"This means that her spirit is extraordinarily strong. In addition to dealing with herself, she has extra energy to deal with other situations, especially someone like you who can mess things up at every turn." Natasha snorted With a voice, "I have listened carefully to what she said, the situation is not to the point where we have to rush."

"You decide." Tony sighed, "Should I call her again?"

"How well do you know Connor?" Natasha asked another question instead.

"Not a bad boy. His awkward background obviously made him uncertain about his identity, so he simply stayed away from this series of dilemmas and ran to Iceland to relax." Tony shrugged, "Then I met Wen. Now I'm starting to suspect that It wasn't that something happened to Wen and he saved him, after all, you just said that Wen's mental state is very dangerous."

"Do you have a way to contact Connor?"

"I don't have his contact information, but I can ask." Tony said, "It's no secret."

"Very well, don't tell Wen Connor that you called me to ask about my situation, and don't reveal that you know Wen's emotional problems now." Natasha said, "Call Connor and ask what happened now."

"... Is it necessary to go around such a big circle?" Tony still couldn't understand, but he was frightened by Natasha's previous statement that Wen might hurt himself, so he followed Natasha's suggestion.

"Leave it to me outside the call." Natasha said when Tony looked up Connor's contact information, "but don't tell Connor. In order not to let him find out, from now on, we will communicate by text."

Tony rolled his eyes secretly.

But he didn't disobey Natasha's words. After spending 10 minutes finding Connor's contact information, he dialed it without stopping.

He dialed three times in a row to get through.

"Hello?" Connor said softly, "Hello?"

"Tony Stark." Tony reported himself, "Connor Kent?"

"It's me." Connor was a little surprised, "You called me just now when we were talking about you. It's really interesting, Mr. Stark."

"What did you say about me?" Tony couldn't help asking.

"Oh, it's nothing. Wen just took the medicine and she was a little talkative. She kept complaining to me about your desire to control, calling me an idiot, and then saying that it's a good thing you are an idiot, otherwise she wouldn't have anyone to talk to." " Connor replied easily.

Natasha's lettering in all caps: Did she take her meds? ! !Ask him for details! ! !

"Did she take her meds?" Tony asked.

"I have taken it, but the dose is not very large, and it may still be some distance from the doctor's order, but anyway, her willingness to take the medicine is a good start." Connor said, "By the way, I have to say something , she changed her words."

"What?" Tony asked subconsciously.

"She told me that when you guys talked about me before, she said I was not perfect, and then she changed her words to me and said 'you are perfect'." Connor said seriously, "Your database is going to be updated, Mr. Stark, I He's the perfect kid."

Natasha: Ask him about his medicine! ! !

Tony glanced at the screen and coughed: "You just said that she took medicine..."

"Yes, and she promised to take the medicine every day in the future." Connor said, "But she refused to follow the doctor's advice. She said that taking too much medicine would make her feel like a living corpse."

Natasha: Ask her how she is doing now.

"Is she okay now?" Tony asked.

"She fell asleep." Connor replied, "She said she was sleepy just after taking the medicine, but I think it's just a psychological effect, the medicine didn't work so quickly, and she didn't take sleeping pills, she took other types. "

Natasha: Ask Wen what he ate.

"What did she eat?" Tony felt like an emotionless messaging machine.

"It's not your problem, is it?" Connor said. "Sorry, no offense, I don't know you very well, but Wen said that the thing that made her feel most at ease about you was that you completely ignored her illness. Don't you think that Something to be concerned about. It makes me feel a little strange that you have so many questions about her condition now."

Well, Tony thought, Natasha couldn't help him now.

Tony replied: "She just called me ten minutes ago. I think something is wrong with her, so I consulted relevant people."

"That makes sense," Connor said. "What did she tell you?"

"Some weird hallucinations, and she feels bad about herself, that's all," Tony said. "I really don't take her illness very seriously, I'm sorry for that, but I really don't understand these things. "

"It's okay, it's actually a good thing, if you know too much about it, she won't call you, just like she refused to call Natasha." Connor said, "She wants others to know how painful she is. ...But she didn't want others to know, because she knew it would only be a burden to others. She was almost overwhelmed by her own guilt."

"I don't think it's a burden," Tony said without hesitation.

Natasha sent this line almost at the same time: Don't say you don't think it's a burden.

Connor said: "Okay, she's more guilty, thank you for adding to her pain."

Tony: "..."

He was so aggrieved that he was dying, and at the same time he felt helpless.It's been a long, long time since he's been in a situation where he doesn't know what to do, he can fight, he can endure, he can do a lot of things, but like this, anything he does to try to help Everything just causes more trouble?

He has not encountered.

This is simply anti-human.

"This kind of thing is difficult." Connor's attitude was still very relaxed, and he said in a chatty tone, "When a friend is in trouble, we either provide help or companionship, and the best is to provide understanding."

"But for Wen, you can't provide any effective help. The company you provide exacerbates her troubles, and you can never understand her—because she is sick, and you are not sick. This kind of gap is insurmountable. .”

"There must be some way..."

"No." Connor retorted calmly, "The truth is, there is no way."

"The thing that hurts her the most is when you all say 'there must be something,'" he said.