85, mild divide(1/2)
The playback time of this recording is not long. After all, even if it looks long after being converted into a text version, it only takes less than a minute in the real dialogue rhythm.
Natasha remained silent for a long time after listening to the recording.
Her attitude made Tony panic.
"What's wrong? What's wrong?" he asked. "I know something is wrong, but I can't tell."
"Wen's mental state has deteriorated. She has begun to have thoughts of harming herself, or has begun to enjoy the harm she is about to suffer." Natasha said calmly, "What she told you is a very typical cry for help.
Signal."
Tony: "..."
He knew something was wrong, but he didn't realize it would be so serious.
"Why? I didn't feel it. She didn't feel like what you said. She didn't look like she was about to collapse." Tony said, "Her words are very organized and her thinking is very logical.
Apart from being a little depressed, things really are not as bad as you said."
"She's sick, Tony, we all know it." Natasha said calmly, "Mental illness is very severe to the patients. They are likely to have various sensory disorders. For example, they should feel happy.
Sometimes, they feel like they are completely outsiders. For example, when they should be sad, they feel unusually excited."
"It doesn't look like her to me," Tony said.
"Of course she won't act like she's sick. The most difficult to detect reason for mental illness is that while the patient is suffering from mental illness, their thinking and logical abilities are not seriously affected. They can use logic to understand
The fact that 'I have an abnormality' should be used in interpersonal communication to avoid exposing the abnormality."
Natasha's voice remained calm, but Tony felt the danger contained in it.
"So she just..." he murmured.
"A standard call for help." Natasha interrupted, "Wen is trying to tell you how much pain she is in."
Tony lost his ability to speak: "..."
"...She should know that she can tell the truth to me." Tony said in confusion. It was difficult for him to deny that he was not confused and frustrated by Wen's secretiveness. "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 said. "Let me repeat what we all understand: She is sick. You can't compare her reaction to someone who is not sick. You can't compare her reaction to that of someone who is not sick.
For me, this attitude is distrust and concealment, but for her——"
Natasha took a deep breath, suppressed her inner nervousness and uneasiness, and said, "But for Wen, being able to send you a signal for help already represents her trust in you."
"I'll transfer the plane to Iceland right away." Tony said quickly, "Where are you? Do you want me to help prepare anything? Documents to prove your identity, a private plane, a special car or the nearest flight? It's all fine."
"No." Natasha said, trying to control her emotions, "We are not going to Iceland."
Tony: "...There's nothing wrong with you, right?"
"Your reaction is normal. But the last thing she needs is probably a normal reaction," Natasha said.
She hated the training she had received in the past, and hated the "red room" that had controlled most or all of her life. However, whenever it came to a real critical moment, what made her feel painful and helpless was that it was always that painful period.
The experience helped her and let her know what to do next and how to do it.
Tony reminded: "I'm waiting for you to make it clear."
"It's wrong to be overly caring or not caring at all for people like Wen. What she needs is the most appropriate response, you understand? The most appropriate response," Natasha said, "I don't like to say this, 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 trying to control themselves."
"It's already very painful for them to tolerate and understand themselves, so it's hard to extend more tolerance and understanding to those around them. If you want to maintain a relationship with them, you can't do anything wrong - even if it's just once.
The relationship between them was also devastating."
"I think she's pretty easy to get along with," Tony couldn't help but say.
"This means that her spirit is extremely strong. In addition to dealing with herself, she also has extra energy to deal with other situations, especially people like you who can mess up the situation at every turn." Natasha snorted.
He said, "I listened carefully to what she said. The situation is not such that we need to rush there."
"You have the final say." Tony sighed, "Should I call her again?"
"How well do you know Connor?" Natasha asked another question instead.
"A nice boy. His embarrassing background obviously made him unable to find his identity, so he simply stayed away from this series of dilemmas and went to Iceland to relax." Tony shrugged, "Then he met Wen. Now I'm starting to suspect that it was
It’s not that something happened to Wen and he saved him. After all, you just said that Wen’s mental state is very dangerous.”
"Is there any way you can contact Connor?"
"I don't have his contact information, but I can ask." Tony said, "It's not a secret."
"Very well, don't tell Wen that Connor called me to ask about my situation, and don't reveal that you now know about Wen's emotional problems." Natasha said, "Call Connor and ask what happened now."
"...Is it necessary to go around in such a big circle?" Tony still couldn't understand it, but he was frightened by Natasha's previous statement that Wen might hurt herself, so he still followed Natasha's suggestion.
"Play the call to me." Natasha said when Tony was looking for Connor's contact information, "But you don't need to tell Connor. In order to prevent him from finding out, from now on, we will communicate by text."
Tony rolled his eyes secretly.
However, he did not go against Natasha's words. After spending ten minutes finding Connor's contact information, he dialed without stopping.
He dialed three times before getting through.
"Hello?" Connor said softly, "Hello?"
"Tony Stark." Tony introduced himself, "Connor Kent?"
"It's me." Connor was a little surprised, "We just talked about you and you called us. It's so interesting, Mr. Stark."
"What did you say about me?" Tony couldn't help but ask.
"Oh, it's nothing. Wen just took the medicine and talked a lot. She kept complaining to me about your need for control, and called you an idiot. Then she said that it was lucky that you were an idiot, otherwise she wouldn't have found anyone to talk to.
." Connor replied easily.
Natasha's font is in all caps: SHE TAKES MEDIUM?! Ask him for details!!!
"Did she take medicine?" Tony asked.
"I have taken it, but the dose is not very large. It may still be some distance from what the doctor ordered, but in any case, her willingness to take the medicine is a good start." Connor said, "By the way, I have to say one more thing.
, she changed her tune."
"What?" Tony asked subconsciously.
"She told me that when you talked about me before, she said I wasn't perfect, and then she changed her story and said, 'You are perfect.'" Connor said seriously, "Your database is about to be updated, Mr. Stark, I
He is a perfect boy."
Natasha: Ask him about taking medicine!!!
Tony glanced at the screen and coughed: "You just said she took medicine..."
"Yes, and she promised to take medicine every day in the future." Connor said, "But she refused to follow the doctor's orders. She said that taking too much medicine would make her feel like a living corpse."
Natasha: Ask her about her current situation.
"Is she okay now?" Tony asked.
"She fell asleep." Connor replied, "She said she was sleepy just after taking the medicine, but I think this is just a psychological effect, the medicine does not take effect so quickly, and she did not take sleeping pills.
It’s some other type.”
Natasha: Ask Wen what he ate.
"What did she eat?" Tony felt like an emotionless messaging machine.
"Isn't this your problem?" Connor said, "Sorry, no offense, I don't know you very well, but Wen said that the most relaxing thing about you is that you completely ignore her condition. Don't you think this
It's something worthy of attention. Now you have so many questions about her condition, which makes me feel a little strange."
Well, Tony thought, now Natasha can't give him any help.
Tony replied: "She just talked to me on the phone ten minutes ago. I felt something was wrong with her situation, so I consulted relevant people."
"That makes sense," Connor said. "What did she say to you?"
"Some weird hallucinations, and she felt bad about herself, that's all." Tony said, "I really didn't take her condition very seriously, and I'm sorry about that, but I really don't understand these things.
"
"It doesn't matter, it's actually a good thing. If you know this too well she won't call you, just like she wouldn't 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 bring 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 feels even more guilty. Thank you for adding to her pain."
Tony: "..."
He was frustrated to death, and at the same time he felt helpless. It had been a long, long time since he had encountered such a situation where he didn't know what to do. He could fight, he could endure, he could do many things, but like this,
Everything he does to try to help just causes more trouble?
He has never encountered it.
To be continued...