I didn't go home until I had dinner with my friends at night. My girlfriend asked me to write a 500-word review.

This is my fault. I shouldn't let you take me to meet your friends without introducing yourself to them, so that every time I go, you go straight to the topic with them. I'm a stranger. Stay away from me.

This is my fault. You shouldn't lose touch with those friends who send you ambiguous messages.

It's all my fault, because my skin is much better after eating the donkey-hide gelatin you bought, and I blame you for saying that the spots are exposed because of whiteness. But I didn't tell you directly that I was coquetry.

This is my fault. I know that because of your sister's heavy study burden, you borrowed a commission from your former company to give her living expenses, saying that it was paid back from your salary, but the money was not used for your own house.

This is my fault. You shouldn't look at the computer as soon as you get home. You didn't leave the computer to take a shower and sleep until late at night, and I was awakened in a deep sleep but didn't cooperate with your harassment. I'm sorry.

This is my fault. I shouldn't have heard you say that the TV is broken and the power is always on, instead of explaining that the water has just been boiled and accidentally dropped, and that it is often turned off directly without the remote control. I want to say, it's second-hand, and it will last longer through the remote control.

This is my fault. I shouldn't climb up and down the bed in the living room when you are facing your first wife, but I still hope you can help me.

This is my fault. I shouldn't have cooked you such salty food. From buying vegetables to washing vegetables and cooking, it took more than an hour, and it was not hard at all. After eating for more than ten minutes, I still can't hear a few nice words, so I apologize for being willing to stick my hot face on my cold ass every day.

This is my fault. I shouldn't ask you to wash the dishes once or twice after dinner. After washing the table, you must clear the table.

This is my fault. I shouldn't learn (an apology letter to my wife). Go home from work, sit in front of the computer and watch an animated movie I liked since I was a child. An apology letter to my boyfriend. You must bargain. I'll give you your first wife back as soon as I see it.

This is my fault. I shouldn't expect too much from you. When you know all this, when I am right, you still go your own way.

This is my fault. I shouldn't treat you as a man, and be more enthusiastic and concerned about the lives of two people, instead of living in a world of one person. And I shouldn't show that I have a boyfriend in front of my friends, but I still have to do some things by myself. Like hard work, dangerous things.

This is my fault. I shouldn't ask you to accompany me to find activities and relax on the only day of the week. When your friend calls you, you can immediately say yes and say with a smile, it doesn't matter, just stay with your friend.

This is my fault. I shouldn't be unhappy because you didn't choose a gift a few days before your birthday. I finally bought an unsuitable one, so you left it at home. Maybe I asked you where it was, and you didn't know. This is my fault. I admit, I really shouldn't put everything in order at home, otherwise you really can't find a place to put it.

This is my fault. I shouldn't think that a man should be generous, at least his way of speaking won't hurt people like a little woman. You shouldn't be classified as a generous person.