Jing Tian continued to probe, "Okay, then in the later part of my life, how many huge accidents will I get into?"
"This is what I wanted to say — you'll fall and injure yourself when you're 36, don't go out unnecessarily in winter that year. Don't drive for the whole year when you're 47, it's fine if you sit in someone else's car, just don't drive yourself. There are other small accidents, but not too serious, just be extra cautious. Do you want to know how long you'll live?"
Jing Tian shook his head. "What's the point of knowing it now? Since you said I shouldn't drive when I'm 47, then it means I'll have no problem living until then. It's best not to know how long I'll live. Let nature take its course. I wouldn't have fears about the unknown, but if I know what are to happen, it'll be a burden for me."
"Makes sense." An Xiaoning stood up. "Other things should be pretty fine for you. It's late, I should go back."
