To be precise, this was the first time he experienced what the real mental illness in the public opinion felt like.
In the past, he did not admit that he was sick at all, and he was not completely arrogant. Anxiety disorder is actually a long-term torture, and it is easy for people to get used to it.
Especially for those who are born with rich emotions, they may have been anxious since they were conscious. Anxiety is a state of their life and a part of their personality, just like people are born with five
It has only one finger, so it is difficult to understand what it feels like to be a beast without fingers.
That's what Stark is like.
His anxiety disorder did not come from one day, but he has been in this state since he can remember, so when others say that he is sick, he really feels baffled.
So even though he knew that Schiller was probably the best psychiatrist in the world, and Charles was another, and both of them said he suffered from anxiety, he still didn't want to admit it.
But things are different now.
The image of what the little boy in red did that night kept playing in Stark's mind - the red fish jumping up and down in the blood-red ocean, the huge black-red whale spewing blood mist in the light.
The rainbow reflected in the light is like the gate of hell.
Countless clips kept playing in his mind, making it impossible for his thinking to find an outlet. The logical thinking and scientific inspiration that he was proud of in the past were all gone and completely blocked by these things.
Stark's face was pale and he put his hands on the table. He was not even sure what he was thinking about now. Not long after, there was a knock on the door. When he looked up, he saw a familiar face.
Stark instinctively hid back, but he was unwilling to admit his fear of Schiller. He could not be afraid of Schiller, because it was not his fault at all.
No, no, Stark was denying that even though Schiller's behavior at that time was more cruel than the most vicious criminal in the world, it was not essentially his fault. How could he be afraid of him?
He saw a slightly painful expression on Schiller's face, and Stark's mind became a little clearer. He thought, is Schiller suffering from my pain?
Wait, how did he know my pain? Could he have traveled back in time again???
This damn liar!!!
Stark tried hard to suppress the anger in his heart and rolled his eyes at Schiller, similar to "Are you still pretending?".
But Schiller seemed to really plan to give him serious psychological treatment, but before that, of course, as always, he started asking Stark for money as expected.
Stark's current mental state does not allow him to bargain with Schiller. In fact, he has forgotten what he and Schiller said when they first met, and is just opening and closing his mouth based on instinct.
He had to admit that his current state made him urgently need a solution, whether it was spending money or admitting that he was sick, as long as it could alleviate the pain.
Stark paid the bill anyway.
Who knew that at this time, Schiller looked at him like a guinea pig and said: "I have never seen such a strange case. It is very unique and very rare..."
"Can it not be rare?!" Stark roared in his heart: "Because you fucking did this!!!"
Schiller took another step forward, and Stark shivered suddenly and quickly stepped back. He still couldn't completely drive out the fear. This fear was completely his instinctive reaction and he couldn't control it.
"Stay away from me!" Stark instinctively wanted to blurt out, but soon realized that this was not right. He must not show his fear in front of Schiller, especially since this Schiller might have traveled through time.
If you come back and have memories of that night, then his behavior would be too hurtful.
So when the words came to his lips, he took a turn. Stark tried to make a relaxed attitude and said: "Hey, I don't like men, stay away from me!"
Schiller made a judgment about Stark, saying that he was not as absurd as he appeared on the surface. At this point, Stark just wanted to say that you still have some sense, but Schiller continued.
But he is very smart, too smart, so he has been waiting for someone to give him an answer, and this answer comes from... his past.
Stark suddenly realized, wait a minute, if this Schiller did not actually travel through time, but was normal and grew up from a child to the present, then would he still remember what happened that night? He would remember himself who was watching at the time.
?
No, no matter what, no matter who the two of them are, don't recall that day anymore. It is an unrememberable pain for everyone, and there is no point in thinking about it over and over again.
"I will give you two million dollars, leave here, and I will tell Pepper that your treatment is very effective..." Stark felt that he had to end this topic immediately and not bring it up again.
"If I guess correctly, Miss Pepper is listening at the moment." Schiller replied.
Stark choked and took a deep breath. He really couldn't explain to Pepper why he suddenly deteriorated like this. If he drove Schiller away now, Pepper would be worried.
"Two million dollars, I will tell you a method that really works." He heard Schiller say again.
Well, this is what he wants, Stark thought. After all, Schiller is the best psychiatrist in the world, and his methods must be useful.
Wait a minute, he has traveled through time, which means that Schiller told him this method at the beginning, so he doesn't have to pay, he can just search it in his memory...
As soon as he had this idea, Stark felt that the hallucinations that had calmed down began to stir again, because once his thoughts came close to the memory module, the memories that emerged were not just the conversation with Schiller, but more
Those terrible images.
Forget it, let's spend money to eliminate the disaster. Stark accepted his fate and would never laugh at the mentally ill again.
"Deal." He said.
"The part of your most taboo past contains all the answers you want. I have seen it in the news. Your father, the founder of Stark Group..."
"That's enough." Stark almost roared, and then he shouted in his heart: "Don't mention that past! Don't you think there are not enough hallucinations?!"
He said tremblingly: "Pepper will transfer you the consulting fee and get out of here."
"He will be willing to give you a second life. God bless you."
Looking at Schiller's back as he turned away, Stark slumped in his chair weakly, but his increasingly deteriorating mental state made him know that he could no longer waste time.
"In the past...the founder of Stark Group...father...Howard..."
When Natasha saw the lost Stark again, more than an hour had passed. She looked at Stark in surprise and said, "So fast? Doesn't it usually take two hours to fill out the form?"
Stark shook his head in silence. Seeing his poor mental state, Natasha did not continue to joke with him. She helped him sit on the chair and asked: "How is it? Did the doctor say how to treat it?"
Stark pursed his lips in silence, and after a while he said, "Do you know where Howard and the others are?"
"Your parents? They participated in the investment in the construction of the space station. They have been busy with the launch of the space station some time ago. However, the space station has been operating smoothly recently. They should be free."
"Then where are they now?"
Natasha showed an embarrassed expression and said, "I am not a field agent now, and I am not involved in protecting them. If you really want to know, I can ask my colleagues for you."
"But..." Natasha drawled a long note, and Stark looked up at her. Natasha sighed, looked at Stark and said, "They are your parents. You want to know where they are.
Wouldn’t it be enough to just make a phone call?”
Stark pursed his lips and said nothing.
Natasha was a little helpless, but still said: "Okay, I'll ask Coulson to ask for you."
Stark suddenly stood up, waved his hand and said, "No, no need, I want... I want to go home."
Natasha looked at his shaky back with some worry. When he reached the corner of the stairs, Natasha patted Colson on the shoulder and said, "Find someone to keep an eye on him, I'm afraid something will happen to him.
"
Stark did not drive, but called the armor and flew back to Stark Manor in one go.
He hadn't been back to his old house for a long time. After Howard's death, except for coming back once to pack up his belongings, he never came back. Even that time, when he left, it was more like running away.
When the armor landed on the garden at the entrance of the manor, he found that this place was completely different from when he came back that time.
When he came back, there were few trees and overgrown weeds in the manor. Even though the house was still grand, there was a dead atmosphere everywhere, so he didn't dare to stay longer. He was afraid that the colors in his memory were still bright.
Those good times also faded.
But now the manor seems to have returned to his childhood. The trees in the summer are lush and lush, the lawn is a clean green, and the flowers in the bushes are blooming. The whole world seems to be magnified, and others become smaller.
The battle armor faded away, and Stark slowly walked towards the main entrance. As he saw, the bright green color began to gradually dilute the bright red hallucinations in front of his eyes. The memories that came up no longer contained the meaning of cruelty and pain, but more...
About Howard.
Dimly, he seemed to see a familiar figure, and Stark instinctively shouted: "Jarvis?"
The man turned around, but it was not the old butler, but another middle-aged man whom Stark didn't know. He was shocked when he saw Stark, and hurriedly walked over and said, "Tony? Do you still remember me?"
Really? I'm Turs? We met when we were kids."
Stark was really unable to search for such long memories. Seeing that he was in poor condition, Thors immediately came up to support him and said, "What's wrong with you? Are you sick? I am Mr. Jarvis's distant nephew. We
We used to play together when we were kids."
"Are you...are you the new butler?" Stark didn't remember it at all. He even couldn't remember what era he was in and how old he was. He felt as if he was still a child, so he asked: "Jia
Where's Weiss, isn't he waiting for me?"
Turs immediately realized that Stark was probably having a mental illness. He helped him to the bedroom and let him lie down. After pouring him a glass of water, he said: "Sir, are you okay? You know what is happening now."
Time?"
"Howard..." Stark suddenly muttered, "Let Howard not go to Congress...let him come back! I want to see him and let him come back!"
"Okay, okay, sir, don't worry, Mr. Howard just went fishing and will be back soon."
"No, you tell him, you call him and tell him not to give the technology to Congress...he will die!"