"Yes, it's for Hulk."
Over this time, Miaomiao had come to understand the symbiotic relationship between Doctor Banner and Hulk.
Doctor Banner was gentle and kind. Apart from his scientific genius, in everyday life he sometimes even seemed overly concerned with what others thought of him.
Hulk, on the other hand, was more like an angry little child. He had his own personality and thoughts and longed for others to take him seriously, but he couldn't control his temper. When he got angry, he had to let it out.
Doctor Banner had always feared that Hulk would lose control completely. He had even considered suicide because of it, but hadn't succeeded-
"I put a gun in my mouth. He spat the bullet out."
Doctor Banner withdrew from the world, kept his emotions in check, and tried everything he could to prevent Hulk from appearing, worrying day and night.
Hulk grew angrier, too. He believed Banner kept him locked up and only let him out when a difficult enemy appeared and a "powerful fighter" was needed. It was exploitation, and worse, betrayal.
Doctor Banner and Hulk imprisoned each other. The endless struggle, the terror of losing control, the restless agitation that never let them find peace-they remained trapped in the pain of fighting themselves, unable to break free.
Miaomiao solemnly handed the music player to Doctor Banner. "Honestly, I don't think Hulk is a bad guy who only knows how to destroy things. If we count from when he first appeared, he's only a little kid a few years old. He just has strength ordinary children don't. Almost everyone criticizes him, saying he's wrong, he's always smashing things, always destroying things, he's too violent... But no one has ever taught him what the right thing to do actually is."
Miaomiao hesitated,