He Xiaojun was also very puzzled.
"It's good that you're fine. It's good that you're fine," He Youling repeated himself before explaining. "I just got a call saying that a section of Nine Winding Road suddenly collapsed, causing several accidents. I remembered you just left the airport and were taking that same road. I was worried you might have been caught in the collapse, so I called you."
He Youling continued speaking with concern, but He Xiaojun could no longer process the words. In his ears, two sentences from Xia Liang echoed over and over again.
"I have to warn you, don't take Nine Winding Road. There will be an accident."
"There will be an accident!"
"Xiao Jun, why did you go silent? Are you alright?" He Youling's voice on the phone sounded concerned, wondering why the boy had suddenly stopped talking.
He Xiaojun quickly replied, "I'm fine, I'm fine. Dad, don't worry about me. I didn't take Nine Winding Road; I took another, longer route."
