Drowning into your arms (Xianwang ff)

He wanted an end to his suffering. The universe gave him a fresh start-in the worst possible place.

​Lan Wangji's life was an unending nightmare. After a tragic accident took his uncle and brother, he was left at the mercy of cunning relatives who treated him worse than a stray, feeding him nothing but stale crumbs and cruel words. Broken, exhausted, and destitute, Wangji sought peace in the dark, silent depths of the sea.

​He closed his eyes, ready for the end.
​Instead, he gasped for air and broke the surface-not in the cold ocean, but in a massive, steaming wooden tub. The serene, empty beach was gone. In its place was a lavish, sprawling bathhouse filled with half-naked men lounging in hot water and attendants serving wine.

​Before he can even process his failed suicide attempt, a deep, commanding voice echoes right behind him.

​"Who are you... and why are you in my private bath?"

​Transmigrated into a strange new world, Lan Wangji thought he was escaping his misery. He didn't expect to trade his tragic life for chaotic palace drama, a surprisingly persistent romantic tormentor, and the sheer absurdity of surviving a world he knows nothing about.