The next morning, after a night's rest, everyone recovered from the fear of being kidnapped. With Rust's persuasion, everyone finally agreed to continue the journey.
Abby didn't have any objection either, probably because she wanted to use the relaxing atmosphere of the trip to win the forgiveness of her good sisters.
After breakfast, the car was back on the road.
After only a two-hour drive, the three cars arrived at the beach in Santa Monica, a small seaside town in Los Angeles County, along Highway 1 on the California coast.
Las Vegas is already smoking hot in July, but in Santa Monica, the sea breeze blowing from the long coastline carries the smell of sand and sea salt, brushing away the summer heat.
The group of people drove into the landmark building on the beach - a huge pier made of steel structure and wood.
There is an amusement park and parking lot on the pier.
The scale of the amusement park is far less than that of similar venues that were famous in later generations, but it has a strong sense of history, is built on the sea, and has excellent scenery. It can be regarded as Santa Monica's signature attraction.
Several people parked their cars and stood at the edge of the amusement park, gazing into the distance.
The blue sea, the light yellow beach, the white waves at the junction of the beach and the sea, and the tiny ant-like tourists create a refreshing picture of nature.
"Everyone, look at that Ferris wheel," Rust put his arm around Britney's shoulders and pointed to the most conspicuous facility in the nearby amusement park. "It's been built for decades. It's considered a semi-antique. Every night it turns up. Gives off a beautiful colored light.”
A flash of memory flashed in Dean's eyes. He remembered that in the future Titanic, Jack had vowed to bring Roux here to see the Ferris wheel.
The terminus of Route 66, America's mother road, is located nearby.
In Forrest Gump, Forrest Gump’s long-distance run passes through this Ferris wheel.
"Sounds like a perfect place for a couple to go on a date," Baker glanced at Rust and Long with a meaningful look, and laughed mischievously, "We will go ride the Ferris wheel in the evening, and there will be one cabin for each person... Hehe..."
"Can you stop thinking about obscene things all the time and just do something for a few minutes? There's no romantic element at all?" Jenny glanced at her boyfriend with dissatisfaction and put her hands on her chest expectantly, "Red wine, beach, cocktails When the sun goes down, just thinking about it..."
"There is no conflict. Watch the sunset in Santa Monica first, and then ride the Ferris wheel!"
"Wake up, everyone, it's only seven o'clock in the morning... shouldn't we book a room first and then enjoy the sun and beach?"
Dean reminded.
Everyone then walked from the beach into the city, ordered a cake, and then booked a hotel based on the most cost-effective plan made in advance by Rust and Britney, the academic couple.
As for the expenses, eight people paid for Dean to express their gratitude. In total, Dean did not spend a dollar on this trip.
After booking a room, a group of people went to the beach in Santa Monica. After changing into swimming trunks, the boys secretly compared their figures with their peers.
Both Rust and Long were a little thin, but the former was lean, while the latter was so thin that his ribs were obvious, but when he was glanced at, he puffed out his chest.
Baker has broad shoulders and a broad back, thick body hair, and well-developed muscles. He is grinning like a bodybuilder showing off his arm muscles. He exudes strong male hormones. He is the most masculine-looking of the four boys. Toned.
As for Dean, his strength attribute of 10.5 is already above the level of a healthy adult. You can see clear muscle outlines in his well-proportioned figure, with four-pack abs and a faint inverted triangle on his back, but it is not like Baker's shocking bulk. Big muscles, his muscles are streamlined and flexible, and once they move, they surge quickly under the skin.
His physique and agility are greater than his strength;
Therefore, his body shape combines explosiveness, strength, and toughness, and looks the most natural. However, some of the scars on his back and hands are quite scary, which cost him a lot of time to explain.
In addition, the height of 1.76 meters is neither short nor too tall in this era. With growth and development, he should be able to reach 1.8 meters.
…
"Everyone, look behind you!"
Rust suddenly yelled and looked towards the exit of the women's bathroom. Everyone's eyes turned and then widened their eyes.
Five girls wearing colorful swimsuits walked into the beach one after another.
Petite and cute, slender lady-shaped, plump and sexy, there are various types.
Jenny tossed her slightly curly hair back and blew a kiss to each of the four boys boldly. Her hot figure was clearly exposed under the red swimsuit, because the skin of black people is very delicate.
Ashley followed shyly behind her. The orange one-piece swimsuit made her skin so white and transparent, and with her delicate slap face, she was like an enlarged version of Barbie doll, so cute that it made people bleed.
Walking in third place, Abby's appearance was really ordinary. She chose the most conservative boxer-style swimsuit. Her expression was uneasy, and a group of boys whistled and cheered at her encouragingly.
Britney, wearing a pure white one-piece swimsuit, with snow-white and delicate skin, finally showed her "hidden" side, but in order to show respect to Rust, Dean took one look and looked away.
"Ouch——"
When Gretchen finally appeared, everyone was dumbfounded, and then their hearts roared with wolf howls.
Her skin was so white that she glowed, and her rose-patterned red one-piece swimsuit fully showed off her delicate and graceful figure. She had a straightforward smile on her face, and her light blue eyes were as clear as sea water under the sunlight. She was like a siren who had just landed ashore, about to reveal her graceful singing voice and enchant all living beings.
Dean silently gave her a score of ninety points with his head - at this moment, she was the most beautiful woman on the beach in Santa Monica.
He turned his head and glanced at the three companions next to him. Probably because the will attribute was too low, the three of them made an awkward movement of bending down and tightening their abdomens.
Boom!
There was a strange collision sound not far away. Dean glanced and saw two middle-aged men twisting their necks to enjoy the beautiful scenery and accidentally hit the car.
"Hey, you idiots, pick up your eyes, wipe off your saliva, and come over and take a photo together!"
Jenny raised her middle finger at a few idiots, and her nine companions lined up in a row, inviting the middle-aged man who had just bumped their heads to help take a photo.
…
There was a row of small footprints on the wet beach. People came to the beach and went to play mandarin ducks in the water in pairs.
The remaining Dean accompanied Abby and Gretchen as a coach. Thanks to his life experience in his previous life, he has good water skills.
First, I did five minutes of body stretching exercises. The sun had just risen and the sea water temperature was low. In order to avoid cramps, it was necessary to warm up.
When his body was slightly warm, Dean led the two girls with swimming rings on the left and right into the knee-high sea water, and walked slowly back and forth for dozens of meters.
"Haha, Gretchen, I'm floating!" Abby yelled and danced, the pimples on her face were red and shiny,
Gretchen ignored him and just lay on the beach and swayed with her feet.
A beautiful curve is formed between the waist, hips and thighs, and the feet are pushed back to meet the waves.
Dean was in for a treat.
…
Two hours later, Abby, who had learned how to breathe and float in the water, happily stepped on the water. Gretchen wringed out the water from her braids and quietly called Dean to the shore.
"Do you still remember my request yesterday? How about giving me some tips now?"
She looked at Dean, making a standard fighting posture with her left hand in front of her and her right hand behind her. Her pretty face was tense and her eyes were full of fighting spirit.
Dean frowned, "Are you serious about conducting combat training on the beach? Don't you think this is a bit inappropriate?"
"No, it's very suitable...and I hope you won't hold back and let me see the real gap in our fighting skills."
"Since you said so, okay, come here," Dean sighed, held his chest and abdomen in a boxing posture, and hooked her, "I'll try my best to accompany you!"
In terms of height alone, there was not much difference between Gretchen and Dean, and their wingspan was even longer. However, she did not attack rashly, but slowly circled around Dean and got closer.
At a certain moment, less than two meters away, she suddenly attacked and hit her face with a straight left fist like lightning, but it was too slow!
The moment her shoulders moved, Dean took a step to the side, dodged the attack and came to the woman's side. He leaned forward and pounced forward. His two smooth muscular arms tightly hugged Gretchen's back like steel hoops. waist.
It was too late for Gretchen to wake up. Her feet were in the air, her back was shaken, and her whole body was thrown to the ground by the huge force that she could not resist.
"Well…"
With a muffled groan, she lay on the beach on her back in shock, looking at the blue sky and talking to herself.
"One second, I lasted just one second?"
"Sorry, I shouldn't have used that dangerous trick." Dean squatted down, stretched out his hand towards her, and then a force grabbed his arm and dragged him to the ground stubbornly.
"It's not over yet, come again!"
Gretchen pressed Dean's chest with her right fist, staring into his eyes with her light blue eyes, as if she wanted to spit out flames, but she was too close, almost breathing into Dean's mouth.
Dean could see her full red lips, her jewel-like eyes, and her swan-like neck up close.
"Can you please let me go first? This position is very stressful."
These words sounded like she was showing off. Gretchen's teeth became more and more itchy, her cheeks were covered with frost, and she stared at Dean with wide eyes.
Dean helplessly looked at him in the opposite direction.
"Gretchen, I learned how to swim, look at me!"
A sudden roar came from the seaside.
Gretchen stood up instantly as if she was electrocuted, and then generously grabbed Dean.
…
Finished swimming lessons in the morning.
At noon, everyone had a simple seafood risotto at a Spanish seafood restaurant.
Dean ordered a dish with squid ink. It tasted pretty good and was full of freshness. Every grain of rice was covered in soup and had a creamy, thick and smooth texture. However, there was one huge flaw -
"Everyone, according to my cooking experience, this rice is at most six years old." Dean wiped the dark corners of his mouth with a napkin and turned to his companions who were enjoying the meal with admiring expressions on their faces, "Does it taste good?"
As a former Chinese, he could hardly tolerate half-cooked rice.
"Perfect," Baker gave a thumbs up, "I just like this crispy texture."
"This rice is cooked just right," Rusty looked at Dean with a puzzled look, as if he was the odd one out among the crowd. "It has absorbed enough soup, it is plump, and the grains are distinct..."
A group of people nodded in unison.
"You won't have diarrhea after eating like this?"
"Come on, man." Lang Ye said nonchalantly, "We are not 70 or 80-year-olds, what's the big deal about eating some hard rice?"
Well, half-baked is half-baked.
…
In the afternoon, everyone played beach volleyball and went surfing. In the evening, they happily returned to the hotel to change out of their swimsuits. They then went to the cake shop to pick up the fruit birthday cake they had ordered, and brought it to the largest seafood restaurant next to the beach playground.
The place is bustling with tourists who have reserved their seats and are ready to watch the sunset.
Everyone placed the cake in the center of a platter consisting of crab salad, lobster, clams, oysters, and barbecue.
Further outside is a circle of birthday gifts.
Small trinkets, books, and the most expensive one was a pair of pearl earrings given by Rust. He said that he bought them after begging Grace for a long time. He personally brought them to Britney. The girl suddenly became shy and overjoyed. tip of brow.
At the right time, the sunset appears on the shoreline at Santa Monica Beach.
Everyone at the dining table ran to the guardrail, listened to the sound of the waves, and saw the golden sunset in the distance clinging to the sea surface, blooming with gorgeous light. At this time, not only most of the sky was dyed golden by the sunset, but also the entire sea area and beach. The faces of the nine people in Dean and Dean were also painted with a golden color of joy.
The evening breeze blew over the sea.
Everyone was mesmerized by the sunset, speechless for a long time, and had different feelings in their hearts.
Dean recalled today's hearty trip to the beach. Unknowingly, the corners of his mouth curved slightly, and his body and mind seemed to be cleansed, and the murderous anger that had not long ago dissipated.
Being together happily with your peers is the best medicine for the soul, even more effective than meditation.
"Okay, Britney, make a wish quickly before the sunset disappears!"
Britney blew out the candles in one breath.
Then he clasped his hands on his chest, closed his eyes and fluttered his eyelashes, murmuring in his mouth, made three wishes, and smiled brightly,
"I've made my wish."
"Tell me something?"
Baker grabbed a clam and slurped it clean.
"I hope that this time next year, we can all travel together again, um, graduation trip!"
"I have no objection," Lang gnawed on the crab legs and patted his chest, "We can make an appointment now, but I have a request. Dean cannot be absent."
He turned around and scanned the crowd,
"Without this ace bodyguard, I feel uneasy!"
"You're an honest man, when did you learn to flatter him?" Baker punched him in the chest.
"Okay, everyone, let's eat cake!"
Rust personally put a birthday crown on his girlfriend Britney, cut the cake into more than a dozen portions, and enthusiastically distributed them to other guests at nearby tables.
The crowd began to cheer and shout "Happy Birthday" like a tsunami, and the candlelight illuminated young faces filled with smiles.
Warm atmosphere.
Baker raised his right hand and danced a funny ostrich dance, Jenny stood arrogantly behind him like a coconut tree rolling her eyes, Rust and Britney were cheek to cheek between the dining tables, in a circle Danced in three steps...
Lang and Ashley clapped until their hands were red and swollen, then looked at Dean and shouted,
"Don't just stand there, man, jump up!"
Dean's body stiffened, and a dance that was popular all over the country in his previous life and was suitable for all ages flashed through his mind. In such a hot atmosphere, he subconsciously performed it.
Body shaking....
Snapped!
A piece of cake flew into the air, turning the complacent Dean into a big face, and the remaining half of the essence of the sentence was also stuck in his mouth.
"What kind of dance are you doing? It's so funny."
Gretchen, who was leaning against the guardrail, raised her finger provocatively at him.
She grabbed the tail of her braid with another hand, took off the rubber band, and a large handful of unfettered black hair spread out in circles, brushing her fair face and making waves, like a blooming black rose.
Dean licked the corner of his mouth, grabbed a plate of cake and threw it towards her.
…
Abby stood alone at the edge of the restaurant, looking enviously at her playful companions. She raised her legs and wanted to join in, but was deterred when she thought of the indifferent attitude of her good sisters.
"It's all my fault."
It's such a happy moment.
However, the corners of her eyes turned red uncontrollably, and the sadness in her heart overflowed as if it were real, making her unable to breathe.
Suddenly a breeze blew by.
Abby felt a sharp pain in her left hand for no apparent reason. When she lowered her head, she saw a bloody gash on the back of her hand, as long as her index finger. She didn't know it was scratched by something.
She looked around aggrievedly and angrily.
Behind the crowd, a hooded figure quickly walked down the pier and disappeared into the dark beach.
