Plug in distribution system [Quick Transmigration]

Ch 4

Night.
　　Gu Juncheng sat at the table, lighting the lamp, holding a transparent plastic bag with some crushed ice cubes in his hand, and applying it to his face expressionlessly. There was still residual warmth in the place where Gu Shuo had hit him, and what hurt more than his face was his heart at the moment.
　　Although he is a relative whose blood is thicker than water, he has never been understood by his father.
　　Cheng Xuyuan was in his schoolbag and couldn't see what Gu Juncheng was doing, but he also knew that he must be in a low mood now. He was silent for a long time and asked the system: "Is this my fault?"
　　The system calmly replied

Answer: "The conflict between their father and son is the result of accumulation over time, and you are just the trigger."
　　Hearing these comforting words, Cheng Xuyuan still felt very sad.
　　For the next whole week, Gu Juncheng didn't talk to anyone much. He either dozed off or read comics every day in class, which further verified what Teacher Yao said about "cheating".
　　Gu Juncheng looked even more lonely and withdrawn like this, and his beautiful eyes were like a frozen lake in the cold winter.
　　On Friday night, before school, Tang Xiaorong suddenly plucked up the courage to talk to Gu Juncheng.
　　"Well..." Tang Xiaorong looked at Gu Juncheng timidly, "Gu Juncheng, I have something to say to you." Gu Juncheng always had a
　　good attitude towards girls. He raised his head from the comic book and said lightly: "What's the matter? Just say it."
　　Chen Tianqi still had no feelings for Tang Xiaorong at this time. He looked at Gu Juncheng's straight-faced look and felt sorry for him - after all, Tang Xiaorong could be considered the dream girl of many boys at work.
　　Gu Juncheng's cold answer was unexpected by Tang Xiaorong. A trace of hesitation flashed in her beautiful big eyes, and she said after a moment: "I want to talk to you alone after school, okay?" Gu Juncheng stared at her for five seconds, then
　　clicked nodded.
　　Tang Xiaorong blushed at his sight and hurriedly turned her head and pretended to read, but in fact her hands were shaking.
　　Cheng Xuyuan said to the system: "So the emotional drama between the male and female protagonists is about to begin?" The
　　system said doubtfully: "It didn't start so early in the original work... but it should have no impact."
　　Nancheng No. 1 Middle School's late self-study time is in the evening At ten o'clock, when the bell rang, the students who lived on campus rushed back to their dormitories, while the day students also hurried home.
　　Gu Juncheng picked up his schoolbag and walked to the corridor, looking at the night scene outside with an unreadable expression on his face.
　　Tang Xiaorong walked up to him shyly and said in a sweet voice: "Gu Juncheng, I know you are not in a good mood recently..."
　　Cheng Xuyuan thought to himself, this is really a considerate female classmate.
　　"Well, thank you for your concern." Gu Juncheng's voice was cold.
　　Tang Xiaorong was silent for a moment, then continued: "Although there have been a lot of rumors about you in the class recently, I think that no matter what your test scores are at the beginning of the semester, you have always been a very smart person. I hope you will work hard in your senior year of high school... ..."
　　Cheng Xuyuan was moved by the heroine's tender concern, but Gu Juncheng's tone was still cold: "Well, thank you for saying this to me. If there is nothing else, I will leave first." Tang Xiaorong was not angry because of his indifference
　　. , nodded and turned back to the dormitory. Gu Juncheng sighed inaudibly, walked to the parking lot, got on his bicycle, and let the cool breeze of the summer night blow his short short hair.
　　Cheng Xuyuan felt that this boy was too incomprehensible and asked the system: "Can this boy and the heroine really develop?" The system replied: "Don't be
　　such a gossip. Just pay attention to the protagonist's career line and don't have to have feelings for him." You are so caring."
　　Cheng Xuyuan sneered at this answer. He firmly believes that although he is a plug-in, he can still affect the protagonist's emotional line!
　　The next day was Saturday, but Gu Juncheng went out early. Before going out, he stared at the pen at the table for a long time and stuffed it into his pants pocket.
　　Chen Tianqi was waiting for him at the entrance of the shopping mall, and the two of them went into the cinema together and watched a recently released movie.
　　There was no conversation between the two, and the talkative Chen Tianqi was surprisingly quiet.
　　Cheng Xuyuan felt strange and asked the system: "Why are they so quiet today?"
　　"Because today is the death anniversary of the hero's grandmother."
　　This answer made Cheng Xuyuan's heart skip a beat. He listened carefully to the sound of the movie and found that it was an extremely sad literary film.
　　Accompanied by Chen Tianqi, Gu Juncheng spent a day playing outside. During the whole process, except for necessary exchanges, there was no unnecessary words.
　　Finally in the evening, after Chen Tianqi and Gu Juncheng said goodbye, Gu Juncheng walked into a fruit shop, bought a few kilograms of fresh apples and oranges, and then walked alone in the opposite direction to his home address.
　　The surroundings were getting quieter and quieter. No cars or people could be heard, only the rustling of insects. Gu Juncheng seemed to have walked into a mountain forest.
　　Suddenly, there was a muffled thunder in the sky, and dark clouds covered the sky in Nancheng. After a while, huge raindrops fell on the young man's body. The birds and beasts in the mountain forest were busy looking for shelter, and the leaves were covered by several trees. A strong gust of wind blew everything to pieces.
　　Gu Juncheng's footsteps finally stopped.
　　In front of him were two tombstones together, in which his grandfather and grandmother were buried.
　　Although he didn't know what the current male protagonist's expression was, Cheng Xuyuan could clearly feel the uncontrollable sadness.
　　Suddenly, there was a "pop" sound, and Gu Juncheng knelt in front of his grandma's grave. The rain wet the boy's body, and the cold feeling spread to his fingertips, but he remained unmoved.
　　In front of the tombstone, there were some incense and fruits, indicating that Gu Shuo and his party had been here not long ago.
　　Gu Juncheng took out the fruits from the bag and carefully arranged them in the heavy rain. He also took out a few soaked papers from his pocket and carefully wiped the two tombstones clean.