Alan couldn't sleep at all. He tossed and turned constantly. His 8-month pregnant belly pressed down on him, making it hard to breathe. Every now and then, the babies inside would kick, causing Alan's stomach to feel like it was about to burst. The combination of shortness of breath and stomach pain made Alan burst into tears. He took deep breaths and soothed the babies:

- Be good, Mommy loves you all! Mommy is tired, so please stop kicking. Be good, Mommy loves you, Mommy loves you.

But the little ones seemed to be cramped in their tight space and weren't very comfortable. All four of them kept moving around, causing Alan pain. He continued to soothe them:

- Mommy loves you all! Don't be naughty anymore, be good, Mommy loves you.

He kept trying to soothe them even though he was in a lot of pain, but no matter how hard he tried, the babies wouldn't calm down, making Alan very tired and frustrated. He snapped:

- You're being naughty! Mommy doesn't love you anymore, you don't love Mommy at all...ouch...ouch...it hurts...it hurts so much....

When the babies heard their mother say that, they kicked even harder. All four of them kicked Alan's stomach, making him feel both pain and sadness. Alan clutched his stomach and wriggled around, biting his lip to keep from crying, but the kicks were so painful that he couldn't breathe. He started to cry softly:

- Hic...huhuhu...it hurts so much...you're so naughty...you're being very naughty, Mommy doesn't love you anymore...Ah!

NULL, lying beside Alan, woke up and turned on the nightlight:

- Alan! What's wrong?

Alan didn't answer. He just held his stomach and cried. His restlessness made NULL extremely worried. He quickly wiped away Alan's tears:

- Come on, my love, does your stomach hurt? Let me get ready to take you to the hospital!

- No, honey...I'm just...hic...it's just...my stomach...ouch...

- If it hurts so much, you should tell me. What if you go into labor?

Alan breathed rapidly, each breath heavy as he carried the burden of his large belly. Alan had a low pain tolerance, so even the slightest kick from the babies would make him cry. Carrying four babies at once made his stomach feel hard and sore. NULL lifted Alan's shirt and began to massage his stomach, while Alan grumbled:

- I've already tried to calm them down...but they're being so naughty...they keep kicking...it's so uncomfortable...

NULL stroked Alan's stomach and said sternly:

- You're being very naughty, aren't you? Mommy loves you so much, why do you keep bothering him? Mommy will be sad!

The babies in Alan's stomach recognized their father's voice and stopped moving around. NULL continued to massage Alan's stomach to relieve the pain, but Alan still looked like he was about to cry again. As the pregnancy progressed, he became more and more sensitive. NULL felt even more sorry for him. After the massage, NULL turned off the light, pulled Alan into his arms, and stroked his back. Alan rested his head on NULL's chest and cried softly, and NULL comforted his:

- Stop crying, my love! If you cry too much, the babies will be ugly. My poor bunny, you've worked so hard. It's okay to cry now, shh, I love you.

Alan continued to cry to get NULL's attention, and NULL stroked his hair and teased him:

- So our babies just like you, Alan. The more I comfort you, the more you cry. How can they be good when their mother like that? I'm here, my little rabbit. The pain is gone now, go to sleep, my love!

Alan slowly stopped crying but still buried his face in NULL's chest. NULL stroked his hair and kissed his forehead, gently wiping away his tears:

- Does your stomach still feel tight?

- It's still a little tight...my stomach hurts so much, I feel like it's going to burst!

NULL continued to massage Alan's swollen and soft belly, his warm hands moving back and forth. He encouraged him

- I'm here for you, just hold on...we'll meet our babies in a month. Come on, my little cute bunny!

- Okay...

Alan yawned and fell asleep. He moved closer to NULL and snuggled into his arms. NULL carefully covered him with a blanket, kissed his cheek, and stroked his hair:

- Sleep well, my bunny. Mommy of our babies, don't be sad anymore. I love you and our babies very much.....