He held her hand tightly and saw that her face was as red as a shrimp about to be cooked, and he was determined to force her to give him an explanation.
She tried hard to free her hands, but even though his palms were getting more and more sweaty, she still couldn't.
In order to end this seemingly unsolvable cycle, she could only whisper: "My mother told me not to fall in love during college. Let's talk about it after we graduate."
He went to find her after graduating from college as promised, but found that he couldn't contact her. He didn't even know who to ask:
"Who knows where she went?"