《A Blank Tale》Chapter 8 - Cannot Evade
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I woke up once again in that much too familiar room. Once again, I was reborn. I did not know why this is happening to me nor did I understand how it is happening to me, but none of that matter. I was glad I was given another chance.
Once again I became the housekeeper of young master Ye, but when I look at that man, I could no longer feel that once bubbly feeling inside me. Instead, I felt cold, yet there was a tinge of very hard to endure bite in my heart, like the monster slowly eating away at my heart.
Although I knew that I was abandoned, but this life, I was determined to find out the reason why. I cannot be as hopeless as my last life. So, during my five years serving young master Ye, I still confided with young master Ye on his problems, but I made my answers quick and short. Then, I would spend most of my time learning about computers and electronics devices, specifically, tracking devices. I know that Fu'er is part of some secret government project hence he cannot tell me anything or else it may risk endangering both him and me. So, the only way I can find him is by doing it discreetly, without being discovered.
During the five years I served young master Ye, I would be provided funds to research tracking devices, as I had requested it as a payment for my help with his problems. Although young master Ye consulted me on less problems due to this, he still came to me for most. The rest of the time, I did house chores quickly before going back to researching and building a tracking device that is not easily detected.
Time seem to fly when one is focused, as that fateful night returned once again. It seemed to be set in stone as young master Ye invited me to attend to him once again, and told me to go get his tie. Although I knew what was going to happen and was willingly accepting it so I can see Fu'er again, I still can't help be nervous. As I timidly approached room 1394, the door swung opened as expected and he appeared once again. I once again lost myself in those deep blue, enchanting eyes of his, and was brought into the dark room once again. I could feel his hot breath on my neck once again as I relaxed myself and took a sniff of his scent. A fresh scent with a tinge of saltiness registered in my brain, soothing me as he seemed to have become more agitated. He once again asked in a seemingly much hoarser voice, "Are you willing to bear my child?"
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My cold heart warmed up once more as the monster inside furiously breaks out in excitement. I could not resist but answer "I'm Yours" once more. Before my mind went blank, I only had one question in my mind, "Did he always have this soothing scent?"
This time, I did not bother to ask young master Ye for I already know his answer. Although, I did notice that he did not have the soothing scent when I neared him when he confided with me about his problems that I had never heard of before because I was usually out of it during this final month before he left. I could not help but ask him one time about the type of cologne he uses, but his respond was that he doesn't use any. I thought it was queer, but I attributed it to him trying to hide his "good" deeds.
Once again, young master Ye left, and once again I moved into the apartment and gave birth to my darling.
Unfortunately, I knew that I could not spend the funds that young master Ye left me on my research for a tracking device that is small, untraceable, long-range, and also will self-destruct when its assignment is complete, reducing the risk of being discovered. Hence, in addition to the physical work I took on, I also decided to put my sing-song voice to good use under a fake name. Although my looks prevented me from entering the entertainment industry fully, my voice still allowed me to star in some decently popular songs, albeit not many due to my inexperience in singing. This netted me a decent amount of funds to continue my research along with building a small lab in the apartment. Also, it allowed me to provide a better living condition for Fu'er.
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Years passed by, and I finally managed to create a tracking device the size of a pin which was able to be remotely destroyed with a command from my computer. My computer will occasionally register its signal which will allow me to determine Fu'er's destination in the Americas.
Once again, Fu'er grew up and brought Wu Die home. I was able to happily converse with Wu Die once again as I can not be happier of this daughter-in-law of mine. I even exchanged numbers with her and had her report on Fu'er to me weekly instead because I had the gut feeling that Fu'er shall forget me once again.
When Fu'er came back to tell me he was leaving, I gave him a new phone that I had installed my tracking device in. He did not suspect me at all which made me feel guilty, but I assured myself because I was doing this for his own good. Just disappearing like that and not calling your mother, humph, mother wants to see where you get lovey dovey with that wife of yours so much that you forget your mother.
Then, I watched as the tracker told me that Fu'er had landed in New York City of New York. Now, I knew his destination as the tracker self destructed at that airport, before it was discovered, becoming a part of the phone that was still working. Mission accomplished, now I can start searching there if Wu Die forget about me, too. My cute lil' Fu'er, you cannot evade your mother!
Wu Die called me just like Fu'er did before. We would converse and she would tell me all the idiotic things that my son would do in order to please her. I happily conversed with her as the time approached the end of the month where I Fu'er never called me back; however, Wu Die called me back during that last week, much to my relief.
Perhaps, the future didn't like how I outsmarted it, for it decided to punish me with that last phone call.
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