This feeling is more unbearable than actually stabbing you twice. The mental pressure made Gu nervous when eating, sleeping, or going to the bathroom.
In the dark passageway, he also encountered black shadows. In such a confined space, he was surrounded by a crowd of black shadows staring at him. He felt like a little white mouse in a box, with everything under the observer's control. He had no privacy or secrets.
Whether he was finding his way or preparing weapons, all his actions were watched by the black shadows.
It was indeed quite unsettling and particularly tested one's psychological endurance.
Qinghan might have been trying to ask him if he encountered anything similar to my experience, not only seeing the shadows but also having direct contact with them.
But Gu decisively shook his head and said no. So it turns out, the person the shadows wanted to convey messages to was only me.
