"Na Na~ Big sister looks so beautiful! ~" As if sarcastic words came into his ears, Qing opened his eyes that had planned to laugh and take a nap, and squinted at a little ghost who didn't know when he ran to his bedside. However, if he is uncomfortable in his heart, if he is so small-minded that he can even take the words of a young child seriously, then Qing may not be able to bear the billions of curses and vicious ----- in exchange for flesh

Qing smiled faintly, sat up from the bed, and reached out to rub the head of the child in front of him vigorously, "Is it aesthetic at such a young age?" Remember to call Uncle --- in the future! You know! ~"Qing put away some of the hands that bullied children, although Qing didn't make any effort, but how much of the essence of Qing was stained with blood and formed breath, these can only be felt by the innocence of young children----- so when Qing let go of his hand, the little boy ran away with tears in his eyes.

The green hand that was watching all this stopped in mid-air, looked at his hand, and silently withdrew it. Leaning on the head of the bed, looking at the white ceiling, the original idea of resting for a while suddenly disappeared. If it was the body that used to be, Qing could have done that nothing like this would happen, but at this moment, this gathering of curse and vicious magic power, not even much magic power was condensed, and the darkness in the soul would naturally be drawn out by the malignancy of the body, but these did not come from Qing's will.

Turning his gaze to the child on the bed opposite, he seemed to be attracted by the sudden drama here. The dark red hair was very conspicuous in the ward, but what made Qing care was the eyes, full of hesitation and blankness, beyond the pure cleanliness of the rest of the children, which were close to death. Qing looked at him silently, and the child also looked back at Qing without scruples, making it impossible to see what kind of death he had experienced to cause that appearance.

smiled at the child, and just as Qing was about to look away, the child also replied to Qing with a smile that was not very good-looking, and seemed a little far-fetched. An incredible feeling permeated Qing's heart, and although the hesitation could not be concealed, the sheer will that whenever a request is received, it must be answered, which has to be surprising. It's like a blank piece of paper, with consciousness but no will, simply living, you can write anything, and there is always a kind of purity that will carry it out to the end-----

Qing got out of bed, moved a chair beside the bed, and walked over to the child and sat down. "What's your name?" Qing looked at him, perhaps out of some kind of intuition, Qing asked this sentence for the first time in his life, whether it was the woman who used to be his master, or the little nurse who helped and took care of him for almost two months. Only this child gave Qing a sense of strangeness, and there was an inexplicable connection in Qing's heart, but there was no trace of it.

Qing didn't know what kind of thought she had in mind when she asked this, but she did ask it. The child looked at Qing suspiciously, silent, as if thinking for a moment, and then shook his head, "I don't remember----" The childish voice seemed empty, just like his eyes, which were also empty. Qing looked at the child looking into his eyes, and sighed helplessly, obviously he could expect this kind of ending, but Qing still did not dispel the idea of doubt.

At this time, the door to the ward was opened. The voice caused Qing to look at the door, and it was not the medical staff who opened the door, it could be said that it was half an acquaintance, Emiya Kiritsu. The child in front of Qing didn't look at the door, his eyes looked at Qing silently without any focus, and Qing quickly looked at the door and turned to the child in front of him. "I have some business to attend to, and that's all I can talk about today. But from now on, I will always live on the opposite side, take care of it~! ”

Qing smiled and finished speaking, got up and walked to the door. The man didn't walk in, he just stood at the door, and this kind of intention, no matter how stupid Qing was, he could see what he meant. Walking out of the room, Qing Shun closed the door. Looking at this man who had just walked here inexplicably, and now intriguingly appeared here. Although Qing's malice towards him has never diminished, there is no reason for Qing to kill him.

"What are you doing here?" "What are you doing here?" At the same time, both sides were stunned, although the meaning of the two sentences is similar, and there is only one word missing, but the true meaning of their representation is very different. Qing glanced back at the closed door of the ward, and without rushing to answer, she walked past the man and sat down on the chair that provided rest in the corridor not far from the ward. Emiya Kiritsugu was still standing in the doorway, his back against the wall and silent, as if waiting for Ao's answer.

Qing smiled faintly, he didn't care about anything about these things at all, after all, he didn't have any bad ideas. Leaning on the back of the chair, Qing looked at the corridor casually, "The price of my ward is too expensive, and I don't have any personal income, but fortunately, the doctor in charge of me is a good person, and I was allowed to continue to live in this hospital in this cold weather, but I had no choice but to reduce my expenses, so I could continue to receive treatment, so I stayed here." ”

Qing said lightly, most of them are almost all Qing guesses, and I don't know if it's accurate, but I personally think it's reasonable, and then Qing turned his head to look at the man, Qing's answer has been given, and now Qing needs the purpose of his sudden appearance here. The man stared at Qing for a moment, then turned his head, reached into the pocket of his trench coat, took out a cigarette case and a lighter, and silently lit a cigarette.

The smoke rose, and the man exhaled a puff of smoke and put the cigarette down, "That child is the only one I found from the ruins, the only survivor of that destruction, and the only salvation I have left------- this time I am standing here for this one thought----- "Hum hum~!" ----- salvation? ---Hum hahahaha!! --It's mean------" Qing laughed, like a laugh that looked up to the sky like a mockery in his heart-----

Qing's laughter echoed in the corridor, how ironic the so-called salvation was to Qing's ears! It's like a sharp blade slashing through the body, but it doesn't kill you! "Do you feel worthy of salvation?!!! Do you understand what salvation means??!!! What scares you so much that you want to destroy the Holy Grail? ------ if you wanted to destroy the Holy Grail, why didn't you respond at all when I asked Saber!! -----”