Chapter 35 #The happiness between us was real. So is the fact that we no longer love each other. Tonight, the moonlight outside was especially bright, like silver frost, slanting into the mountain cave. The stone cave was cold and damp. Though it was night, the moonlight cast a faint, chilly glow. A drop of water dripped from the cave ceiling and landed on the tip of my nose. I remembered—back then, in this same cave, when I was caring for Xie Xuanqing, the cave had always been dried and warmed by his…