"Outside the Northwestern Sea, to the north of the Chi River, there is Mount Zhangwei. There is a god, with a human face, a snake's red body, and vertical eyes; when it closes its eyes, it is then dark, and when it opens its eyes, it is then bright. It does not eat, nor sleep, nor breathe, but can visit wind and rain. It is Zhu Jiuyin, known as the Zhu Long." [1] Within the movement of Song Shijiu's wide eyes, Li Shiyi noticed the difference in her; in the past, her open eyes had seemed to be like closed curtains, the thin screen being pulled down with a rustle, eyes which held shyness and carried a smile jumping out, like the cry of an oriole, loudly and suddenly expecting you to look at her. But now, it seemed as if she were using a pair of hands to push a door, her lowered eyelashes arranged in preparation for straightening her cuffs, the gaze fallen to the floor the crack of the door she'd knocked and opened, and only at the end did she push the door wide open...