Olive oil, rapeseed oil, peanut oil...

All kinds of oils that can be found on the market were poured into my mouth by Li Lifang bit by bit.

The slippery and viscous liquid flowed down my esophagus into my stomach.

I retched involuntarily, spitting out a large puddle of yellow liquid.

Next came the partially digested food; I thought there must be the butter cake I had eaten in there.

Not enough, still not enough...

Li Lifang watched me vomit and then continued to pour oil into my mouth, her movements rough and violent, the oil overflowing from my mouth running down my chin and covering my body.

"Mom, I won't eat anymore...

"Please, spare me..."

I kept begging her, but all I got in response was more oil being poured into my mouth incessantly.

I felt my stomach convulsing, and I vomited a pile of filth, but before I could finish, more oil was poured into my mouth.

...

Forget how long had passed, I could no longer vomit anything.

My stomach convulsed, waves of pain coming, my mouth full of oiliness, but I could only spit out a bit of bitterness.

I lay in a puddle of oil and filth, tears of despair streaming down my face.

Li Lifang had long since returned to the bedroom; I could hear her shouting and cursing in the group chat from the living room.

I tried to push myself up, but slipped on the greasy floor, hitting my face hard on the ground.

With all my strength, I managed to sit up, feeling something trickling down below, unable to hold back any longer, I cried out loud.

"Why are you crying, go take a shower.

"So dirty, remember to clean the floor after your shower."

Hearing my cries, Li Lifang stopped her scolding, came out of the bedroom to reprimand me briefly, then went back to continue her indiscriminate attacks on people in the group chat.

I stopped crying, expressionless, walked into the bathroom.

Cold water poured over my head, washing away the filth, and then I felt like I had a semblance of a person.

I threw the oily underwear into the trash can and put the other clothes in the washing machine.

Pressing the start button, I cried my heart out under the roar of the washing machine.

...

I never dared to sleep too deeply.

Too much oil consumed, every now and then I had to go to the bathroom.

Otherwise, my underwear would be soaked, the oil I drank passed through my intestines easily, I couldn't control it at all.

The next day was the college entrance exam, I silently prayed to be able to relieve myself before that, and then get a good score.

Leave home, never come back, never see Li Lifang again.

But I couldn't hold on, and fell asleep.