Dr. Warren is a little busy

"I'm fed up...he never cared about my feelings and my children! I have to work and take care of three children, and I can't complain! Even if there is only one sentence, he will use dozens of hysterical words to deal with me ..."

The long, piercing cries of the woman, which continued from the next room, reminded the Winter Soldier of his parents.In the long and almost vague memory, the little time his parents spend together is always dedicated to endless mutual accusations and complaints.

His father was busy with business, communication and entertainment took up most of his time, and the rest of the time he spent most of his time in the arms of young girls. His impression of his father was only neatly combed blond hair and almost forever. On the cigar in hand.His mother, on the other hand, often shed tears. When she was not crying, she was drinking continuously, as if trying to get redemption from vodka.

In his memory, the only day when his parents lived in peace seemed to be his high school graduation ceremony, but that peaceful and beautiful time only lasted one morning.

When he was just James Buchanan Barnes, he always envied Steve. Although he was poor and could barely eat enough, his mother was strong and loving, and loved her son wholeheartedly. And he still remembers how delicious her cooking was.It's a pity that she died so early, which almost crushed Steve, who was emaciated at the time, and strengthened his belief in joining the army.

If Steve hadn't joined the army, Bucky Barnes, who only served in the general army, might have died before the victory of World War II.He will not be admired in the Smithsonian as Sergeant Barnes, the only victim of the Howling Commandos, but just one of countless soldiers who died in the war.He thought countless times that he should die in the laboratory of Hydra, or simply die on the day when he fell from the train to the snowy mountain. to him.

"Mrs. Klein, can you calm down and listen to my opinion?"

Ashe's soft voice pulled Bucky out of the endless painful memories, and she said to the sighing woman: "Mrs. Klein, if you feel that the love between you and your husband has completely disappeared, Then I would advise you to get a divorce as soon as possible. Rather than insisting on it, choosing to end will be more beneficial to you, your husband, and your three lovely children. If there is no love between parents, then no matter how much they love Children, this family cannot be maintained at a healthy level. But are you sure now that you no longer love your husband? Does he also have no feelings for you at all?"

Bucky didn't hear the answer from Mrs. Klein, whom he had never met before, and Ash continued after a long time: "You're not sure, are you? You got married because you fell in love, but then slowly realized that life is not as simple as love And beautiful. Marriage is a treasure unique to you and your husband. Others can’t understand it, and naturally they can’t give you a solution to the problem. My suggestion is still the same as the previous few times. You need to change what you said to me. Tell your husband in a calm and objective way of narrative. What you two need is rational, completely open communication, and maybe you can find the right path later. If you and your husband can fully trust me, you two One may consider having this conversation in my company."

Mrs. Klein's sobbing gradually died down, and she seemed to have calmed down.Ashe's words carried a calming magic power, which not only soothed Mrs. Klein's sorrow, but also pulled the Winter Soldier out of endless regret and pain.

After listening to the corner all afternoon, the Winter Soldier roughly understood the content of Ashe's work, so he had to admire Ashe from the bottom of his heart.He felt that if he listened to these boring complaints every day, he would probably have gone crazy.He'd rather go on ten quests than listen to these utterly boring complaints and moans.

After the Winter Soldier heard that the man surnamed Rex who kept complaining about his incompetent subordinates and strict boss left the house, he immediately dropped the book he had read less than twenty pages and pushed open the door of the room.When he came downstairs, he found that Ashe had put on her apron and was busy in the kitchen, as if she had never heard those maddening complaints.

He stood silently at the door of the kitchen and watched her raise her head and smile at him, wondering countless times in his heart whether coming here to disturb her was one of the worst mistakes he had ever made.But he also knew that she didn't mind his coming uninvited, and even agreed to stay with him without hesitation for a long time, regardless of the deadline.The therapist was probably the kindest person he'd ever met since Steve.

Ashe smiled, then put down her work, chopping onions and said, "Chicken French herb roast tonight, that's my specialty. I think we can serve it with a little White wine, I happen to have a bottle of semi-sweet Riesling from Germany unopened, so tonight might be a good time.”

Bucky also used to have a drink after a battle, which is the right of a soldier who has survived from the battlefield.But he never drank too much, because his mother's alcoholism made him resent the dependence on alcohol.It's been a long time since he picked up the wine glass last time, and he has almost forgotten the joy that alcohol brings to the heart and brain after entering the blood, but the suggestion made by Ashe made him look forward to it sincerely, as if he had already smelled it. To the sweet aroma emanating from the goblet.

He stood in a daze for a while, feeling a little at a loss, and then asked, "Is there anything I can do to help?"

Aixi didn't seem to expect him to make such a suggestion, but after thinking about it for a while, she said in a flat tone: "Then can you help me get the potatoes in the refrigerator? My hands are not very clean .”

The Winter Soldier silently walked to the refrigerator, took out the potatoes and handed them to Ashe.He watched Ashe peel and cut the potatoes neatly and put them in a baking dish sprinkled with olive oil, and suddenly remembered the small apartment where Steve and his mother Sarah lived together.

The Winter Soldier stood in the kitchen and watched Ashe busy. She would occasionally ask him to help with small tasks of delivering things, and he was also willing to help.Contrary to his expectations, he finds that he enjoys this overly leisurely life at home.

After closing the oven door, Ashe took the time to make a vegetable salad again.It reminded Bucky of the lunch he and Ashe had had the first time they met.

Ashe gave him a great feeling when they first met, and this kind of favor gradually increased later, but he has always maintained full respect for Ashe.Although he was a flirtatious guy who liked to provoke beautiful girls more than 70 years ago, he is no longer the little prince of Brooklyn.

After the dinner was served, Ash excitedly brought the bottle of Riesling semi-sweet wine.The slender and tall dark translucent wine bottle contained liquid like flowing gold. Ashe poured them into two goblets. The moment the liquid flowed, it brought out a wonderful aroma.

Ashe shook the wine glass slightly, and after admiring the golden wine for a while, she took a sip with an expectant smile.The smile on her face gradually widened, and her eyes looked at the Winter Soldier with an intoxicating smile.

"It's a nice bottle, and I'm not a pro, but I have to say I love it. I wish we were at the beach on a summer evening."

The dinner was sumptuous and delicious, the chicken was tender and tasty, and the smell of herbs made people salivate. Bucky ate a lot with great appetite, and the salad bowl in front of him was empty.Ashe also seemed to be in a good mood with a full appetite, but most of the time she was drinking fine wine with a glass.

After dinner, Ashe and the Winter Soldier sat on two sofas, watching the boring news on TV.After drinking, Ashe was different from her usual calm and gentle appearance. She kept smiling happily, her cheeks were dyed with a rosy blush, and the smart light in her eyes made her look extraordinarily high-spirited.

"Every time I have a guest that I don't like, I eat a good dinner."

"I really envy Mr. Rex, he is so young and promising, handsome and rich."

"There is also Mrs. Klein. She has an enviable happiness, but she doesn't know how to cherish it."

Ashe kept talking, and Bucky listened silently. When he heard Ashe's obvious envy for the counselors whose lives were not satisfactory, he raised his doubts inexplicably.

"Why do you envy them? They are all troubled."

"Mr. Rex is an executive of an advertising company. His annual income is several times that of mine. He has a happy family and a beautiful wife. Apart from the pressure brought by work, his life is almost smooth sailing. Of course I envy him."

From Bucky's point of view, Ashe didn't drink much, but she was obviously drunk, and her alcohol capacity was obviously not very good.She continued: "There is also Mrs. Klein, she and her husband really love each other, and they have given birth to three lovely babies. They just have some disputes over trivial matters, just like all couples who are always together. "

"I envy them. They live a normal life, have normal troubles, and can communicate and interact with people normally. The ordinary life of ordinary people is so enviable."

Bucky doesn't know what to say, but he and Ashe feel the same way.He is also a victim created by the turbulence of fate, and he also expects that he is just an ordinary person who has lived an ordinary life.

"You can live that life too, if you want."

Bucky struggled to speak his mind.He very much hoped that the young woman in front of him would not show such an expression that tormented his heart. There was no joy in that smile.

"I can't, how can I?" Ashe held her chin in both hands, lowered her head slightly, her legs curled up on the sofa, and she raised her eyes to look at the Winter Soldier opposite, "Since hearing the news of the death of my parents and brother, I seem to be deprived of the right to love."

The Winter Soldier doesn't understand what it means to be deprived of the right to love.He thought that the girl in front of him had more love for the world in her heart than anyone else.

"I can manipulate other people's emotions, and I'm good at controlling my own, or rather, suppressing. Most of the time, my heart is calm. Everyone says I look very friendly, but I have a hard time with People develop deep relationships, because I can't have special emotions for anyone. Love, friendship, family affection, these emotions that ordinary people have are extremely luxurious to me. I can make anyone like me or even fall in love with me, It takes me a second to make a man feel emotional and bewildered, but I can't generate and give that kind of emotion. It's ridiculous, isn't it?"

Her raised eyes were rarely covered with dark emotions, and her expression was gloomy like the ice and snow of Siberia.

Bucky was still sullen. He was silent for a long time before he said, "Maybe you just haven't met someone worthy."

After hearing this sentence, Ashe laughed again, this innocent and touching smile was completely different from the dark and cold woman she was at the previous moment.

"You are too gentle." She folded her hands on her knees, pressed her face against her kneecaps, and said with a smile, narrowing her eyes, "You don't have to comfort me. I have accepted my fate for so many years. In contrast, I I wish you more happiness. God is so harsh on you, really, it's not fair to you. You don't deserve to be treated like this, you deserve everything."

Ashe babbled, her voice gradually lowered, and finally calmed down, as if she had fallen into sleep.

Bucky couldn't believe that Ashe was an emotionless person as she described herself, and he guessed that she might just get used to repressing and closing herself off because of the changes she had endured.He still remembered the mutants who rushed to the center of New York for her. They were all worried about her who fell into a coma at the time, and that would not be the kind of care that an emotionless person could receive.

Ashe leaned on the back of the sofa, sleeping peacefully, her pale face was flushed with alcohol, and under the light, her eyelashes cast a small shadow under her eyes.Her bloodless lips were always bent downwards, as if expressing endless grievances.

Bucky looked at the sleeping Ashe quietly for a while, then reached out and hugged her.His metal left arm was placed on Ashe's knees, and his right arm was wrapped around her shoulders. With a little force, he lifted her off the sofa, and her head naturally rested on the Winter Soldier's chest.Ashe is very light, at least not worth mentioning to Bucky.Her body was soft and warm, and it smelled lightly, and he knew exactly where it came from, since the body wash he had used in his own bath had left him with the same scent.

Bucky walked slowly and steadily out of the living room, up the stairs, up the stairs, and finally to Ashe's room.He entered Ashe's room for the first time, but unexpectedly found it very ordinary.The bed and wardrobe were of the same style as the room he temporarily lived in, and the only thing left was a dressing table with bottles and cans neatly stacked.

He put Ashe in his arms on the bed and covered her with a quilt.His movements were so gentle that he was afraid of waking her up.

After being put on the bed, Ashe moved slightly, frowned, then fell into a deep sleep and didn't move again.

Bucky stood silently in the dark for a while before leaving.He wasn't quite sure why he wanted to look at her a little longer, or what the strange emotion he felt in the dark was.He finally suppressed his complicated and incomprehensible emotions, silently left Ashe's room, walked through the dark corridor and returned to his own room temporarily.

The night was as quiet as every day, Ashe slept deeply, but Bucky suffered from rare insomnia.