Does anyone remember Sweet Honey directed by Chen Kexin?

I don't know how many people regard Sweet Honey as a romantic film. The first time I saw this movie was in primary school, when my family just bought a VCD player. Of course, I didn't understand love at that age, and I soon forgot this film. I only vaguely remember Li Qiao sitting in the back seat of Li Xiaojun's bicycle, swinging his legs and humming. Later, when I was in high school, I changed the channel with the remote control and saw a TV station showing a movie. There were many advertisements during the screening, but I kept watching them. Many years later, Li Qiao and Li Xiaojun met again in the streets of new york. The music played, the subtitles lit up, and I sat alone on the sofa. Later, I remembered this film and downloaded it. I sat in front of the computer, watching alone, and my heart was blank. This film is far less superficial than a romantic film. I thought I couldn't afford that party. It's time to broadcast Teresa Teng's death on TV. One stopped, and the other seemed to pass by and come back. Two people stood there listening to the news, then looked up and saw each other. There is a second of hesitation, and then there is only a faint smile. Li Qiao's smile is charming, as always. And Li Xiaojun was just as silly as he was decades ago. Think of Zhang Ailing's essay Love: In the vast wilderness of time, among more than 10 million people, I met that person neither earlier nor later, except to ask softly, "Oh, are you there?"

Then, with the ups and downs of the years and great changes, two people who have been separated for a long time have experienced countless meetings and separations, encounters and mistakes. Can they only smile at each other?

Then, do you want to ask gently, "How have you been these years?"

How are you? How are you?